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I need you to pray for me and
I need you to care for me and
I need you to want me to win
I need to know where I'm heading 'cause I know where I've been
Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing
I come up with something
Come through your strip, fronting, stunting
It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning
Haters hate that I'm winning

Man I've been hot from the beginning
Motherfuckers aim at the kid, control your jealousy
'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony
Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping
Once I squeeze the first shot
No I ain't stopping till my clip is empty
I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with
Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke
Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga
Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cry
To young to understand, the consequences of man
Living a lie, I gotta get that money
I'll be damned if If I'm bummy
Gotta watch my back around these niggas
'Cause they fronting twenty years
Of watching my Mama's tears
Got me heated, heavily weeded

Smoking that bomb 'cause I need it
These niggas don't want me balling, they want me bury
Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry
Laying with bugs under my shirt
I got plans to hop up in that Hummer
'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder
When them angels gon' call my number
Under, my chest is a heart of a lion

I ain't lying, bounty hunters got me flying
With my iron, high as a giant
I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching
What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion
End of discussion
My blood is colder, so I'm bolder
And it's either soda
Hood on my my shoulder
Looking in the mirror, I see a soldier

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

These are my ideas, this is my sweat and tears
This is shit that I solved with my balls, my ears
This is me who's gotta be, what you see on TV
What you hear on C.D., what appears easy
Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies
Fronting like it's all fun and games
Till they shoot 'em up bang

Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing
Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying
I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing
Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing
I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers
There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward
I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees
Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me
And not lash back out at 'em, please

Oh, 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 art
Put you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start
Showing you fuckin' old farts a whole other side
I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with
Some fuckin' marshmallow, little soft yellow
Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy

Shady aftermath nigga, G-Unit
Rap juggernauts of this shit, we takin' over
I need you to pray for me and   I need you to care for me and   I need you to want me to win   I need to know where I'm heading 'cause I know where I've been   Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing   I come up with something   Come through your strip, fronting, stunting   It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning   Haters hate that I'm winning      Man I've been hot from the beginning   Motherfuckers aim at the kid, control your jealousy   'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony   Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping   Once I squeeze the first shot   No I ain't stopping till my clip is empty   I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with   Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke   Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga   Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cry   To young to understand, the consequences of man   Living a lie, I gotta get that money   I'll be damned if If I'm bummy   Gotta watch my back around these niggas   'Cause they fronting twenty years   Of watching my Mama's tears   Got me heated, heavily weeded      Smoking that bomb 'cause I need it   These niggas don't want me balling, they want me bury   Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry   Laying with bugs under my shirt   I got plans to hop up in that Hummer   'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder   When them angels gon' call my number   Under, my chest is a heart of a lion      I ain't lying, bounty hunters got me flying   With my iron, high as a giant   I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching   What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion   End of discussion   My blood is colder, so I'm bolder   And it's either soda   Hood on my my shoulder   Looking in the mirror, I see a soldier      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      These are my ideas, this is my sweat and tears   This is shit that I solved with my balls, my ears   This is me who's gotta be, what you see on TV   What you hear on C.D., what appears easy   Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers   In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies   Fronting like it's all fun and games   Till they shoot 'em up bang      Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing   Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying   I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing   Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing   I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers   There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward   I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees   Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me   And not lash back out at 'em, please      Oh, 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 art   Put you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start   Showing you fuckin' old farts a whole other side   I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with   Some fuckin' marshmallow, little soft yellow   Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      Right now I'm on the edge   So don't push me   I aim straight for your head   So don't push me   Fill your ass up with lead   So don't push me   I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy      Shady aftermath nigga, G-Unit   Rap juggernauts of this shit, we takin' over
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