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(feat. Lloyd Banks, Eminem)[50 Cent]I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to winI need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've beenFlows, bones, crushing it's nothingI come up with somethingCome through your strip, fronting, stuntingIt's something you want, 745 chrome spinningHaters hate that I'm winnningMan I've been hot from the beginningMotherfuckers aim at the kid, control your jealousy'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felonyPistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it poppingOnce I squeeze the first shot No I aint stopping till my clip is emptyI'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck withFuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones brokeGun smoking, still locing, what niggaLay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling[50 Cent]Right now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy[Lloyd Banks]I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cryTo young to understand, the consequences of manLiving a lie, I gotta get that moneyI'll be damned if If I'm bummyGotta watch my back around these niggas'Cause they fronting 20 years Of watching my mama's tearsGot me heated, heavily weededSmoking that bomb 'cause I need itThese niggas don't want me balling, they want me buryThrown in the dirt, from shots flurryLaying with bugs under my shirtI got plans to hop up in that Hummer'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonderWhen them angels gon' call my numberUnder, my chest is a heart of a lionI ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flyingWith my iron, high as a giantI'm running from nothing, my stomach is touchingWhat I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussionEnd of discussionMy blood is colder, so I'm bolderAnd it's either sodaHood on my my shoulderLooking in the mirror, I see a soldier[50 Cent]Right now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy[Eminem]These are my ideasThis is my sweat and tearsThis is shit that I solved with my balls, my earsThis is me who's gotta beWhat you see on TVWhat you hear on CDWhat appears easyMan these teenie boppers see me on these magazine coversIn these beanies and these rags, living fantasiesFronting like it's all fun and gamesTill they shoot 'em up bangThen you see brains hang and you see we ain't playingAin't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't prayingI bully my way in this game, man I'm done playingMan I'm done saying that I'm done playingI'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckersThere's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn cowardI can't, how would I look as man bowing to his kneesLike the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at meAnd not lash back out at 'em, pleaseOh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall?I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you artPut you just pick it apart, so I see I have to startShowing you fucken old farts a whole other sideI wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing withSome fucken marshmellow, little soft yellowPunk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause[50 Cent]Right now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussyRight now I'm on the edgeSo don't push meI aim straight for your headSo don't push meFill your ass up with leadSo don't push meI got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussymore