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50 Cent - Too Hot

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(feat. Nas, Nature)
[Intro: DJ scratching]
"Niggas bit off Nas shit" - [Ghostface Killah]
"Admit it, you bit it" - [G. Dep]
"Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit" - [Ghostface Killah]
"Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - [G. Dep]
[Repeat]

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide
Either way you go against me, you still gon die
I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef
You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief
I need a drop for when it's a hot, a hummer for when it's cold
An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold
The shit I kick fuck with niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me
And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary
Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money
I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money
I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me
I got what you need, 19,5 a key
I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean
And I'll clap any nigga for the right amount of cream
Run up on them all with the same problem solver
Beat up ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!

[Chorus]
Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock
Cause then we gonna run up in your spot
Screamin' get the fuck on the floor, give us the Ro'
[Repeat]

[Verse 2 - Nature]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
I'm like Sugar Shane Mosley, it ain't no beef
You're staring, a ticket holder that sits in row three
Next to Ron Artest and Kobe
Yo I woulda went pro too, then I let them phillies slow me
I'm like a black man's asthma, seeking a pump
Breathin' deeper when I'm creeping up
Ya'll need to fuck with the tightest, I stick niggas
Ensevilitus, leavin' whole families in silence
My virus is obvious, past on to most rap fiends
Un cured, ain't no vaccine
Last seen at the automatic teller machine, maxing out
Or in the studio booth, blacking out
It's Con Ed style, real twisted, I disappear on some Blair Witch shit
Comin' back I'm rich kid
Either or, you can't stop me with my feet in the door
Or walk away from the street or the morgue, play your part nigga.

[Chorus - Last line cut off]

"Niggas bit off Nas" - Ghostface Killah
"Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep
"Tell these niggas somethin' God" - Ghostface Killah

[Verse 3 - Nas]
What, yo
I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars
Tatted on they arms, pimp your moms, like I'm Magic Don Juan
From Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong
We smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack
Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me
Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me
When I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner
Unless you hate a nigga like George Bush Jr., I bring awkward to you
Porsche maneuvers thru the city like New York sewers
Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure
Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions
22 inch dick when I'm pimpin'
Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like
You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike
50 Cent with Braveheart-ed, we ride to the grave depart us
You fake niggas imitate what I started, let's go

[Intro - Once]

[Chorus]

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Zed : Starlight

It's alright
It's ok
I'll keep holding on today
'Cause I'm waiting for the starlight in your eyes

No more faith
No more hope
All that I can do is grope
For a shred of loving care from my girl

The pain you felt has burdened you
You can't feel love
I'm glad that I have been with you
But that's not enough
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br>In your arms I would be
Overjoyed as any boy
Holding on to what he loves
Oh so much

Feel your touch every night
When I dreamed to be alright
There you are in front of me
With your smile

The pain you felt has burdened you
You can't feel love
I'm glad that I have been with you
But that's not enough
Whoa,-
that's not enough ...

The pain you felt has burdened you
You can't feel love
I'm glad that I have been with you
But that's not enough

In your arms I would be
Overjoyed as any boy
Holding on to what he loves
Oh so much

Holding on to what he loves
Oh so much

Holding on to what he loves
Oh so much