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Hailie's Song

Yo, I can't sing - I feel like singing
I want to fuckin sing
Cause I'm happy - yeah, I'm happy, haha!
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out...

Somedays I sit, starin out the window
Watchin this world pass me by
Sometimes I think, there's nothin to live for
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes I think I'm crazy; I'm crazy, oh so crazy!!
Why am I here? Am I just wastin my time?!
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy!!
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

[Refrain] :
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she comes back to me

My baby girl, keeps gettin older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes, cause they don't understand me
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phase me; inside it drives me crazy!!
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy!!
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

[Refrain]

Man if I could sing, I'd keep singin this song to my
daughter
If I could hit the notes, I'd blow somethin as long as my
father
to show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got
her
God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't {want her}
Now you probably get this picture from my public persona
that I'ma pistol packin drug addict who bags on his mama
But I wanna to just take this time out to be perfectly
honest
cause there's a lot of shit I keep bottled that hurts deep
inside of my soul
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold
and this load is like the weight of the world, and I think my
neck is breakin
Should I just give up or try to live up to these
expectations?
Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself
but I got a wife that's determined to make my life livin
hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had someone else
But the years that I've wasted is nothin to the tears that
I've tasted
So here's what I'm facin - three felonies, six years of
probation
I've went to jail for this woman, I've been to bat for this
woman
I've taken bats to people's backs, bent over backwards for
this woman
Man, I should have seen it comin, what'd I stick my penis up
in?
Wouldn't have ripped the pre-nup up if I'da seen what she was
fuckin
But fuck it, it's over, there's no more reason to cry no
more
I got my baby, baby the only lady that I adore, Hailie
So sayonara, try tommorrow, nice to know ya
Our baby's traveled back to the arms of her rightful owner
And suddenly it seems like my shoulder blades have just
shifted
It's like the greatest gift you can get, the weight has been
lifted

[Refrain] x2

And now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin on me
Cause my baby knows that her daddy's a soldier
Nothing can take her from me

Wooo! Told you I can't sing
Oh well, I tried
Hailie, remember when I said, if you ever need anything
Daddy would be right there? Guess what?
Daddy's here, and I ain't going nowhere baby
I love you {*smooch*}

Just Lose It

Guess who's back, back again
Shady's back, tell a friend

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop, pajama time

Come here little kiddies on my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap
And I don't mean rap as in a new case
Of child investigates and accusates
Ah ah ah ah ah, no worries
Papa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I've done touched on everything but little boys
That's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good god, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
To the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bung hole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?
Give a little "poot poot," it's ok
Oops my CD, it just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

[Refrain] :
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy, shake that ass
Whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it (ah ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it (ah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy (ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby (ah ah) oh baby (ah ah)

It's Friday and it's my day
Ysed to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe 'til Monday
I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kind of breezy
Let the top down and my hair blow
I don't know where I'm goin'
All I know is when I ger there someone's gonna (touch my
body)
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Would you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out (yeah)
What's ya name girl, what's ya sign?
(Man you must be up out yo mind)
Dre (ah ah) beer goggles, blind
I'm just tryin' to unwind (now I'm)

[Refrain]

It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was runnin' butt naked
Down the street screamin' (ah ah ah ah)
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
They said "Save it, boy we got you on tape
Screamin' at an old lady" (touch my body)
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It's real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's "8 Mile" now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Now snap back to reality, look it's B. Rabbit
Oh you signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man
Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba
I don't have any lines to go right here so tubba
Tellytubby fellas (what) fellas (what)
Grab your left, make your right one jealous (what)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I'm callin' all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance or butt squeezin'
It's the season, just go (ah ah ah ah)
It's so appeasin'

8-Mile
It's ok, it's ok, let the world get back this day

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin,
I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still
write,
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,
And show these people what my level of skill's like,
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life,
Something ain't right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this stage fright, draw on the plane flight

Call but I might fall,
It aint my fault breaking my balls'
My insides crawl and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I just can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, just been stripped,
I've just been picked so I must then get on the bus then
split,
Man fuck this shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
World on my shoulders as I run back to this aint my room...

[Refrain] :
I'm a man, I'm a make a new plan,
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land,
Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands,
Once i'm over these track man i'm a never look back,
And i'm gone and I know right where i'm goin,
Sorry momma i'm grown, I must travel alone,
Ain't no followin footsteps, i'm making my own,
Only way that I know how to escape from, this aint my
room...

Walking these train tracks trying to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
Poor little baby sister, she dont understand,
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad,
And just colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just colours her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what really goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I aint blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I aint grown up to nuts yet,
Don't got a rep, my step, dont got enough pep,
The pressures too much man i'm just trying to do what's
best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I look right at the sky,
Please i'm begging you god,
Please dont let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo i'm telling you dog, i'm bailing this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never to far,
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know,
And i'm a be back for you the second that I blow,
On everything I own, i'll make it on my own,
Off to work I go, back to this aint my room...

[Refrain]

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't then you wouldn't
get it,
Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,
To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a certain significant of certificate
Of authenticity, you'd never even see but its everything to
me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a meda ta
MC,
Who's incredable on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the porche with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I
know,
Or am I just another grabbing the bucket
Cause I aint having no luck with this little rappers so fuck
it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes aint about shit,
At the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit,
And its cold trying to travel this road,
Plus I feel like i'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing dont want it pity from no
one,
This city is no fun, there is no sun and its so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, i'm being pulled a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
Its enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know
not,
What i'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I dont got,
But I learned its time for me to U-Turn,
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned,
Aint no callin her next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer play stupid or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I need is the courage,
Like I already got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly its a surge,
Suddenly a new burst of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and cross over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see its a blur, this aint my
room...

[Refrain]

Candy Shop


[Intro 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus 50 Cent & Olivia] :
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Verse 1 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

[Chorus]

[Bridge 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[Verse 2 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my
zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in every bottle is gone

[Chorus] x2