of time Now you know Now you know The mirror only shows The shell of what's below You can't go on suffering And now you know Now you know Oh please
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you Ain't gon stress you, but ima let you know Girl you be killin em You be killin em Girl you be killin em You
back around again And niggaz gon' act up now again And What goes up must come down And I'll be here like What's Up now? [Verse 2] I do the yankee rockin
But I'm gettin' a multi-million dollar yearly fee now Girls, don't even know me, want to marry me now Dudes, I thought was homies, want to bury me now
he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't tryin
playin (Nigga I'm loyal to the game) I give you my way and I cock and pop that thing (Man I'm loyal to the game) If you know what I know then you know
behold you sold your soul Nigga there's nuttin left of you Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are you? If you don't know who you are, how could your
you Lo and behold you sold your soul Nigga there's nuttin left of you Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are you? If you don't know who you are, how
tha man but damn i'm makin' money observin' you muthafuckers cause some of you bitches funny say you want it but you bullshitin' lickin' them lips you
50 Cent)] Why we siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing? - Why we siiiing? (Oh, this is my favorite part!) It's the joy it briiiings! - Joyyy it briings! (Yeah!) You know that you
where you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher
so crazy" [Chorus] [Interlude 2X] [50 Cent] Girl I want you to give me what you got then give me more Baby you could start on top or all fours You know
hypnotized, let me tell you Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you [Verse 2 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):] Got a thing for
em in, you ain't freakin we ain't speakin bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent trick [50 Cent
