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  • Текст песни Eminem - patiently waiting

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    Тут находится текст песни Eminem - patiently waiting, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right?
    I, I owe you for this one

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]
    I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!)
    You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty!)
    If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long (Yeah!)
    If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!)

    [50 Cent]
    I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
    Destination heaven
    Sittin politic with passengers from nine eleven
    The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined
    Shit I ain't even got to try to shine
    God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
    I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame
    Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook
    Fifty fear no man, Warrior, swingin swords like Conan
    Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it
    When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it
    I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?
    I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?
    In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel
    Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut
    If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin again
    These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend

    [Chorus] - repeat 2X

    [Eminem]
    If ya patiently waitin to make it through all the hatin
    Debatin whether or not you can even weather the storm
    Unless you lay on the table they operatin to save you
    It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above

    They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it
    Shit basically they just playin sick
    They ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fifty
    A to the K get in the way I'll 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 tryna confuse you
    When I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
    You get the messege? Am I gettin through to you?
    You know what's comin, you motherfuckers don't even know, do you?
    Take some Big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot
    Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got?
    You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot
    The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not
    It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot
    You put ya life in this, nothin like survivin a shot
    Y'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dot
    Shit what you know about death threats, cause I get a lot
    Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
    Them cowards fucked wit the wrong building, they meant to hit ours
    Better evacuate all children, its nuclear showers
    There's nothin spookier
    Ya now about to witness the power of fuckin fifty

    [Chorus]

    [50 Cent]
    If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go off
    It's fifty, they say it's fifty
    See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin top blown off
    It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty
    Don't holla my name

    You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house
    And if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouth
    Cause I'll break yo face
    Have yo ass runnin, mumblin to the jake
    You goin ‘gainst me dog, you makin a mistake, I'll split ya
    Leave ya lookin like the 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
    Yo bitch a regular bitch, you callin her wifey
    I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey
    I'm down to sell records but not my soul
    Snoop said this in ninety four, “We don't love them hoes”
    I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich
    See the twenties spinnin lookin mean on the six
    Niggas wearin flags cause the colors match they clothes
    They get caught in the wrong hood

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