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50 cent /Eminem [-] Transpozice [+]   Tisk textu     


Patiently Waiting

50 cent /Eminem



[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 can stun if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows 
Been hot for so long (yea) 
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin 
Fall off your so wrong 

[50 Cent]
I'm innocent in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sittin political passengers 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 Pops
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 butt 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 can stun if you want 
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows 
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin Im'a fuckin 
Fall off your so wrong 
(It's 50!!)

[Eminem]

Youve been patiently waiting
To make it through all the hate
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 uzi
And just shoot through your 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 lil "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
Just 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 can stun if you want 
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows 
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin 
Fall off 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 wasn't 50)
They don't holla my name

[50 Cent]
You shouldn't throw stones
If you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw
You should watch your mouf
Cause I'll break your face
Have you ass runnin 
Mumbling to the J
Your going against me dogg
You makin a mistake
I split yo lip 
You lookin like them 
Michael JackSon 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 Icey
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 thoughts
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 can stun if you want 
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows 
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin Im'a fuckin 
Fall off your so wrong 
(It's 50!!)