50 CentMy Life

My life, my life Makes me wanna run away There's no place to go No place to go All the confusion It's an illusion like a movie Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try Yeah, 03, I went from plain filthy to filthy rich Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit 'Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic This is my recovery, my comeback, kid My life, my life Makes me wanna run away There's no place to go No place to go All the confusion It's an illusion like a movie Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even? I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the buginning He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plu~gged in the Motherfucking wall with three thousand volts of electrucity Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in each One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit Fuck letting up, you’re gonna end up rugretting you ever betted against me Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again I'm thinking about just saying "Mother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!" 'Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm more trapped And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did? Feels like I'm going psycho again And I might just blow my lid Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid 'Cause I'm running in circles with My life, my life Makes me wanna run away There's no place to go No place to go All the confusion It's an illusion like a movie Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid Sold like forty million records, people forgot what I did Maybe this is for me, maybe Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy Maybe I'll do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots It's tragic, it's sad it's Never gonna end, now we number one again With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate Accept it, respect it This a gift, God-given, like the air in the lungs Of every fucking thing livin' My life, my life Makes me wanna run away There's no place to go No place to go All the confusion It's an illusion like a movie Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try
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