phones tapped, I gotta talk at booths I learned an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth You built Sodom and Gomorra for us all to live in When we was cool
know you was all right Your friends and your family and they kept tellin' me Makeba disappeared in the night Now I know that you had big dreams, Makeba But I had big
but baby don't put too much Sprite I'ma tip stacka, swang a big Lac'a Watchin' Andy Milonakis in my den on big plasma Addicted to Henne and that strip
me bed, I feed em lead Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids? One life to live, it's so hard
background, like Casanova Rud I'm a underground legend, slashin blood TLC was talkin bout me when they wrote No Scrubs I'm the shit talking rapper all
can't play with nobody's mind Man Deliberately messing up a good thing Or holding up a grind And You already knowing life's a big fight Against time
?s fly? I don?t believe you You say your pops is cool? I don?t believe you You got your aunt a diamond? I don?t believe you You got the kids a gift?
a friend have me kick that Get that sit back school shit skip that Learn how to flip pack for the big stacks and the big act Now I got the big gats click
rid of the big cheese And the majority of these niggaz gon' back the fuck up Somebody gon' mind somethin', time to validate my respection Hit the corner dumpin', in the big
. And that's what the song's all about, I think. What the kids today...Because I feel like everybody's responsible, especially the kids. If they don't
kids will fall in love in all these clubs tonight A thousand other kids will end up gushing blood tonight Two thousand kids won't get all that much sleep tonight Two thousand kids
I want what the other kids have, I want it all I want I want what the other kids have I want brand name shoes and a big shot dad I want perfect teeth
wife beater n black on Its on! [50 Cent talking..] Wassup? this the kid 50 Cent man Its going down, ya heard me? Niggas got me mad, ya talk, ya
mean? Talking about how fast [unverified] There ain't no players, I'm drunk now, you know what I mean? I'm kinda, I know, I know, but I'm cool, I know
make it to the big game Dive in a pile of riches, fly bitches Chain fridged when you, make it to the big game Get money, big money, big fame Spot packed
here honey I love act a plumb-ass when I had a tall glass And that bust your ass in one gulp I love to shit talk You love to hear me talking shit on
and I went back home There was no one to tell so I didn't telephone That place is just another big unknown to me That place is just another big unknown
weak I'm a big shot. Shit, can nobody fade me The only way we can do a song is if somebody pays me I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big Props The best thing