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	Patiently Waiting Lyrics
	[50 Cent talking] Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...I.. I owe you for this one [Chorus] I've been patiently waiting For a track to explode on (yea) You get stunned if you want And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50) A fuse like my flows Been hot for so long (yea) If you thinkin I'ma fuckin Fall of your so wrong [50 Cent] I've finished it in my head Like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sittin politic with passin just from 9-11 (yea) The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh) Shit I aint even got to try to shine God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain I got scribtures in my brain I can spit at your thang Straight out the good book Look niggaz is shook 50 fear no man warrior Swing swords like Conan Picture me pen in hand Write lines knowin' THE SOURCE will quote it When I die they'll read this And say a genius wrote it I grew up witout my Pop Shit that make me bitter I caught cases and got out Does that make me a quitter In this white mans world I'm simmilar to a squirral Lookin for a slut Wit a nice but to get a nut If I get shot today my phone Will stop ringing again These industry niggaz ain't friends They know how to pretend [Chorus (2x)] I've been patiently waiting For a track to explode on (yea) You get stunned if you want And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50) A fuse like my flows Been hot for so long (yea) If you thinkin Im'a fuckin Fall of your so wrong (It's 50!!) [Eminem] Youve been patiently waiting To make it through all the hate And debatin weither or not You can even weather the storm When she lay on the table They operating to save you It's like a Angel came to you Sent from the heavens above They think they crazy But they ain't crazy lets face it Shit basically they just playin sick They ain't shit they ain't sayin shit Spray umh 50 (gun shots) A to K get in the way I bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem You stayin wit me Don't let me lose you I'm not tryin to confuse you When I let lose wit this oozee And just shoot through you Izuzu You get the message Am I gettin through to you You know it's comin You motherfuckers dont even kno do you Take some BIG and some PAC And you mix them up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top What the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers Tied up in a knot The Juggernaughts of this rap shit Like it or not it's like a fight to the top To see who die for the spot You put your life in this Nothin like survivng a shot Y'all know what time it is Soon as 50 signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats Cause I get alot Shady Records was 80 seconds Away from the towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building They meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier Your now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50! [Chorus] I've been patiently waiting For a track to explode on (yea) You get stunned if you want And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50) A fuse like my flows Been hot for so long (yea) If you thinkin I'ma fuckin Fall of your so wrong (It's 50!!) It's the Gun Squad here And you hear the shots go off (It's 50, They say It's 50) You see a nigga laid out Wit his fuckin top blown off (It's 50, Man that was'nt 50) They don't holla my name [50 Cent] You should'nt throw stones If you live in a glass house And if you got a glass jaw You should watch your mouth Cause I'll break your face Have you ass runnin Mumbling to the check Your going against me dogg You makin a mistake I split yo lip You lookin like them Michael Jack-Son Jackets Wit all them zippers I'm the boss on this boat You can call me Skipper The way I turn the money over You should call me Flipper Your Bitch a regular Bitch Your callin her Wifey I fucked her feed her fast food You keepin' her Icee I'm down to sell records But not my soul Snoop said this in '94 "We don't love them ho's" I got pennies for my dogs Now I'm rich See the 20's spinnin' Lookin mean on the 6 Nigga's wearin flags Cause the colors match they clothes The get caught in the wrong hood And filled up with holes Motherfucka' [Chorus (2x)] I've been patiently waiting For a track to explode on (yea) You get stunned if you want And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50) A fuse like my flows Been hot for so long (yea) If you thinkin Im'a fuckin Fall of your so wrong (It's 50!!)
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