50 Cent, Eminem — Patiently Waiting

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

I’ve been patiently waitin’ for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)

I’m innocent in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sit and politic with passengers from 9-11 (Yeah)
The Lord’s blessing leaveft me lyrically inclined (Uh-huh)
Shit, I aint even got to try to shine (Woo)
God’s the seamstress who tailor-fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain
I could spit at your dame
Straight out the good book
Look niggas is shook, 50 fear no man
Warrior, swing swords like Conan

Picture me pen in hand
Writin’ lines knowin’ The Source will 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 with 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

I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)

I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)

You’ve been patiently waiting
To make it through all the hate
Debating whether or not
You can even weather the storm
As you lay on the table
They operating 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 lets face it
Shit basically they just playing sick
They ain’t shit they ain’t saying shit
Spray ’em 50, A to the K get in the way
I’ll bring Dre and them with me
And turn this day into fucking mayhem
You staying with me?

Don’t let me lose you
I’m not trying to confuse you
When I let loose wit this Uzi
And just shoot through your Izuzu
You get the message
Am I getting through to you?
You know it’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 killers 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 die for the spot
You put your life in this
Nothin’ like survivin’ 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 a lot
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, it’s nuclear showers
There’s nothing spookier
Your now about to witness the power of fuckin’ 50

I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)

If the gun squad hearin all the shots go off
It’s 50, they say It’s 50
See a nigga laid out
With his fucking top blown off
It’s 50, man that wasn’t 50
Don’t holla my name

Niggas shouldn’t throw stones
If you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw
You should watch your mouth
‘Cause I’ll break your face
Have you ass runnin’
Mumblin’ to the jake

Your goin’ against me dog
You makin’ a mistake
I split ya, leave you lookin’ like the Michael Jackson jackets
With 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 hoes
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, motherfucker

I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)

I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah)
You can get stunned if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on (It’s 50)
It feels like my flow’s been hot for so long (Yeah)
If you thinkin’ I’m a fuckin’ fall off you’re so wrong (It’s 50)