Lyrics Lifes On The Line.lrc 50 Cent
[id: tabwftwv]
[ar: 50 Cent]
[al: Get Rich Or Die Tryin’]
[ti: Lifes On The Line]
[length: 03:38]
[00:02.25]Nobody likes me
[00:06.10]Nobody likes me but that’s okay
[00:11.28]’Cause I don’t like y’all anyway
[00:13.47]And I don’t like y’all anyway
[00:16.22]Fuck all y’all!
[00:17.13]I got my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:19.82]My gat talk for me, blat! Whattup homie?
[00:22.51]For bitches who don’t know me, they wanna blow me
[00:24.39]’Cause the shit I floss with sayin’ a lot for me
[00:27.11]I came into rap humble, I don’t give a fuck now
[00:29.83]I’ll serve anybody like niggaz who hustle uptown
[00:32.58]Coke price go up, capsules come down
[00:35.25]The D’s run in my crib, I’m nowhere to be found
[00:37.92]Niggaz who hustle for me, they don’t even stash tracks
[00:39.72]They keep it on ’em, right there in they ass crack
[00:43.38]When I don’t like a nigga, I don’t pretend to
[00:45.19]I’ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin’ head like a Hindu
[00:47.80]Look, I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so get used to me
[00:50.63]OG’s look at me and see I’m what they used to be
[00:52.46]I’m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
[00:55.16]The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to sold soap
[00:57.89]The thug, that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
[01:00.52]The thug that went from three and a half to a whole bricks
[01:03.28]Nigga ain’t in his right mind, goin’ against me
[01:05.98]My picture’s painted through words that make a blind man see
[01:07.76]Scream murder!
[01:09.53](I don’t believe you!)
[01:11.34]Murder!
[01:12.24](Fuck around and leave you!)
[01:13.28]Murder!
[01:15.05](I don’t believe you!)
[01:15.99]Murder, murder!
[01:17.79](Your life’s on the line!)
[01:18.63]Y’all niggaz don’t want no parts of me
[01:21.37]I’m tryna figure out how y’all started me
[01:23.10]If you gonna make me catch you on the late night
[01:24.97]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off with the six
[01:28.58]I’m not a marksmen while sparkin’, so I spray random
[01:31.21]Not a pretty nigga but my mom’s think I’m handsome
[01:33.97]I hate to hear, “He say, She say” shit
[01:36.70]Unless, he say, she said, “She on my dick”
[01:38.55]It’s no coincidence, niggaz who fuck with me get shot up
[01:41.24]I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
[01:43.95]You soft duke, you puttin’ up a crazy front
[01:46.67]I stay with the Mac, ’cause niggaz tried to blaze me once
[01:49.37]In the hood they like, “Damn, 50 really spitted on ’em”
[01:52.04]”You heard that shit?”, “Yeah, 50 really shitted on ’em”
[01:54.77]Beef, you don’t want none, so don’t start none
[01:56.57]You just a small player in this game, play a part son
[01:59.38]Scream murder!
[02:01.13](I don’t believe you!)
[02:02.03]Murder!
[02:03.88](Fuck around and leave you!)
[02:04.76]Murder!
[02:06.52](I don’t believe you!)
[02:07.47]Murder, murder!
[02:08.32](Your life’s on the line!)
[02:10.16]These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
[02:11.90]That’s why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
[02:14.67]Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
[02:17.33]Nascar, truck with a crash bar, and TV’s in the dash, pa
[02:21.97]See ’em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
[02:24.67]I catch stunts when I ain’t tryin’
[02:28.21]I ain’t lyin’, I sit Dom P till I spit up
[02:30.09]Keep my wrist lit up
[02:30.93]Get outta line, I get you hit up
[02:32.72]Now if you say my name in your rhyme
[02:33.68]You better watch what you say
[02:35.43]You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
[02:37.33]Now here’s a list of MC’s that can kill you in eight bars
[02:40.04]50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
[02:42.73]I’ma say this shit now and never again
[02:45.49]We ain’t buddies, we ain’t partners and we damn sure ain’t friends
[02:48.19]The games you playin’, you get killed like that
[02:49.99]Actin’ like you all hard, you ain’t built like that
[02:53.56]See me when you see me nigga, WHAT?
[02:55.36]Scream murder!
[02:57.13](I don’t believe you!)
[02:58.94]Murder!
[02:59.84](Fuck around and leave you!)
[03:01.72]Murder!
[03:02.67](I don’t believe you!)
[03:04.48]Murder, murder!
[03:05.30](Your life’s on the line!)
[03:06.24]Y’all niggaz don’t want no parts of me
[03:08.00]I’m tryna figure out how y’all started me
[03:10.77]You gon’ make me catch her on the late night
[03:12.56]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off with the six
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