Patiently Waiting

Hey 'em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven sitting politic pa*sengers from nine eleven The Lord's blessings 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, swinging swords like Conan Picture me, pen in hand writing lines knowing 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 Looking for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringing 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 stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty If ya patiently waiting to make it through all the hating Debating whether or not you can even weather the storm Unless 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, let's face it Shit basically they just playing sick They ain't shit, they ain't saying shit, spray 'em fifty A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them with me And turn this day into f**king mayhem, you staying with 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 message? Am I getting through to you? You know what's coming, you motherf**kers 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 f**k 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, nothing like surviving 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 f**ked with the wrong building, they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children, it's nuclear showers There's nothing spookier Ya now about to witness the power of f**king fifty I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty 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 with his f**king 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 gla*s house And if you got a gla*s jaw you should watch yo mouth 'Cause I'll break yo face Have yo a*s running, mumbling to the Jake You going against me dog, you making a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya looking like the Michael Jackson jackets with all 'em 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 calling her wifey I f**ked 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, '€œWe don't love them hoes'€ I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich See the twenties spinning looking mean on the six Niggas wearing flags 'cause the colors match they clothes They get caught in the wrong hood They get filled up with holes motherf**ker I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya a*s'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 f**king fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty