s so not me You heard the album read a magazine, oh I see Well I'll admit I've got a past I don't care to repeat But I ain't half as bad as niggas you
so not me You heard the album read a magazine, oh I see Well I'll admit I've got a past I don't care to repeat But I ain't half as bad as niggas you comparin
so not me You heard the album read a magazine, oh I see Well I'll admit I've got a past I don't care to repeat But I ain't half as bad as niggas you
] N-gga I ain't f-cking around, SMS, get the message, get the message! SMS, get the message! [50 Cent - Verse 1] I go hard full time, duck when I pull
a while up outta the town but that was a trial Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now I got to kick it breakin' new ground wantin
third degree I'm a G who like to scrap a lot, down with rap a lot And I can't stop, won't stop So fuck Bill and Hillary Ice Cube their ain't no killin
places, the message basic From raise fists to sit-ins, resist the change Peep the scenario, to the future bro 2020 and some number a year ago People
by? At age seventeen addicted to ink A rap fein who had money dreams My chase of fame couldn't compare to what I seen Them dyin', government lyin' hard
citizen I wish I had a schilling (for each senseless killing) For every senseless killing I'd buy a government America's for sale And you can get a
'a off gangsta government millas Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques Just ride, not a damn
real'a off gangsta government millas Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques Just ride, not a damn
I'm sayin'? And I ain't playin' It's all in the message that we're layin' I got a secret weapon, you know what I'm sayin'? Let's take two steps to the
1: Chuck D] GOD DAMN I state with my fist uplifted In a state where our freedom is severely twisted and abused, I'm used to rhythm of rebel I've been
away I see a message from the government, like every day I watch it, and listen, and call 'em all suckas' They warnin' me about Osama or whatever Picture me buyin' this scam I
know about words I throw around When I say it loud better know that I'm black and I'm proud (This is what I mean, an Anti-Nigger Machine) Take a look
recruits get fitted for troop boots While business suits shoot hoops eatin fruit loops Yo I don't understand the government plan Goin on holy land, killin a
