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29/01/2007 16:45
Venu extraire Excalibur de son enclume
En 6.45 j' suis l' bitume avec une plume
Tout commence dans la cour de récréation
Malabar, Choco BN, sale noir, ma génération
Enfant seul, sans problèmes sauf à la maison
J'ai pris la vie par derrière sans m' poser d' questions
J'aime une femme, elle m'a donné le sein
M'a appris à m'tenir, à différencier l'homme et le chien
On m'a dit tu as la rage, dégage ou je te pique
Femelle en chaleur reste pas dans les parages ou je te nique
J'ai grandi, j'suis mort en silence
Crucifié sur une caravelle sous l'oeil éternel d'une étoile filante
Dans ce capharnaüm, derniers seront les vainqueurs
Mes rimes te touchent au coeur ou en plein sternum
La vie d'un homme, la mort d'un enfant
Du sang royal dans les veines, premier en sport et en chant
{Refrain:}
Bras levés, tête haute, j'ai rêvé qu'j'mourrais au combat
J'veux pas mourir sur scène
Le ciel sait que l'on saigne sous nos cagoules
Comment ne pas être un pitbull quand la vie est une chienne ?
Mon premier spliff, ma première bouteille
La richesse est dans nos coeurs, mon cul! Moi j'veux de l'oseille
Pour en obtenir des fois c'est l'hécatombe
Peu importe si la daronne veut faire le tour du monde
Petit la race humaine est méchante
Je suis venu, j'ai vu, j'ai vaincu ces chiens, la queue entre les jambes
Et j'ai toujours la larme à l'oeil, le coeur engourdi
Dis leur qu'j'suis noir et blanc, 100% bodykiller
Talentueux mais tu s'ras jamais dans ma poul
Sur le plus haut trône du monde, on est jamais assis que sur son boule
Des fois j'me dope comme un coureur cycliste
Quand ça réveille mes cicatrices, j'me sens si seul et si triste
Lyriciste agréé, pour ça qu'Dieu m'a créé
Sisi, ambiance bandit, ambiance Mississipi
J'me déchaîne, au microphone c'est l'Amazonie
Des indigènes dans les chromosomes, les citées d'or, ma terre promise
{au Refrain}
J'en suis, où j'en suis malgé tellement d'erreurs ?
J'suis trop en avance pour leur demander l'heure
Pas à pas, de pied ferme, sans savoir où j'vais
J'ai souvent cherché la merde, je l'ai toujours trouvée
Devant les profs j'faisais des grimaces en tirant sur mon oinj
Car on m'a dit en classe que l'homme venait du singe
B.2O.B.A
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29/01/2007 16:41
respecte 50 cent c un monstre on chansons
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29/01/2007 16:40
{Intro:}
[50 Cent]:
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
{Refrain:}
[50 Cent]:
I know somethin' you didn't know
I make you beg for more
Everybody's on the floor
Goin', goin' outta control
[50 Cent]:
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set if off
Sick with it boy, better get wit it what
In the club, I get it goin' goin' uhh
Just move it to the music its on
To the sound of 50 MPRE
Everythings calculated in time percised
Never move another mill let's get right aight
This test is my ?? choice I'm high off life
Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice
Shorty do what you wanna do
Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move
Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise
Its whatever you want, the fact is I got more than I flaunt
{Refrain:}
[50 Cent]:
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[50 Cent]:
Set it off from your left dawg
Set if off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
System thumpin', dance floor jumpin'
We thirty deep in this bitch, we stuntin'
Thats what you get, you in my hood
I thought you understood
You know me, VIP, no ID
Bottles in DP, I do it real BIG
Bitches break their necks to be where I be
Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy
I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe
Doc got the antedote and send the drugs in the nose
Can you feel it, Slim said for me to make ya feel it
And remind you that you rockin' with the realest
{Refrain:}
[50 Cent]:
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[50 Cent]:
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up
I do my thang in the club with the burner tounge
Till the speakers all blown we gon' turn it up
And do that damn thang, yeah do that mayn
Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low
Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the flo'
A little dose of it, now I want some more
No body put that thang on me like that before
I be a fiend for it, its the way you move
But I ain't payin' for it, cause I ain't no fool
If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it
Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it
{Refrain:}
[50 Cent]:
I did my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[50 Cent]:
Set if off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
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29/01/2007 16:38
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive
{Refrain:}
[50 Cent]:
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
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)
[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)
{au Refrain}
[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)
[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
{au Refrain, x2}
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