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 Patiently Waiting
 50 Cent ft. 
 
 [50 Cent talkin']
 Hey Em, you know  my favorite white boy right?
 I owe you  this one
 
 [Chorus]
 I've been patiently waiting for a track to  on
 You can stun if you want to and your ass will get rode 
 It feels like my flowz been hot for so 
 If you thinkin Ima  fall off your so wrong
 
  1 - 50 Cent]
 Finishin in  head, like a baby born dead
 Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengars from  eleven
 The lords blessins leave  lyrically inclined
 Shit I aint even gotta try  shine
 God's a seamstress to tailor fitted my 
  got scriptures in my brain I could spit at your dame
 Straight out  good book, look, niggaz iz shook
 50 fears no man, warrior swing  like Conan
 Picture me pen in hand write linez knowin  source of polley
 When I die,  read this and say a genius wrote it
 I grew  without my pops does that make me bigga?
 I caught cases  copped out does that make me a quitta?
 In this white man's world I'm similiar to a 
 Lookin for a slut  a nice butt to get a nut
 If I get shot today my phone will stop  again
 These industry niggaz aint friends, they know  to pretend
 
 [Chorus X2]
 
 [Eminem - Hook (heart  beeps)]
 We've been patiently waitin to make  through all the hatin
 Debatin whether or not, you been  to stone'em
 Lay on the table they operatin to save 
 Itz like an angel came to you  from the heavenz above
 
 [Eminem  Verse 2 (heart monitor stopz)]
 They think they're  but they aint crazy lets face it, shit basically
 They just playin sick, they aint shit They aint sayin  spray'em Fifty
 A to the K, get in the  I'll bring Dre and them wit me
 And turn this day into fuckin mayhem  stayin wit me?
 Don't  me lose you I'm not tryin to confuse you
 When I let  with this uzi and just shoot through your Izuzu
 You get the message am I  through to you?
 You know whatz comin you motherfuckerz don't even know  you?
 Take some Big and some  and you mix them up in a pot
 Sprinkle a little bit  on top, and what the fuck do you got?
 You  the realest and illest killaz tied up in a knot
 The Jugganautz of this rap shit like it  not
 It's like a fight to the top just to see  died for the spot
 You put your  in this there's nothin like survivin the shot
 Y'all know  time it iz az soon az Fifty signz on this dot
 Shit  you know about death threats, cuz I get a lot
  Records was eighty seconds away from the top
 Some cowards fucked with the wrong building they  to hit ours
 Better evacuate all children nuclear 
 There's nothin spookier, now your bout to witness the power of  Fifty
 
 [Chorus X2]
 
 [50  - Verse 3]
 Gun gone off he don't know  shots go off
 Itz fifty, they say  Fifty
 See a nigga  out with his top blown off
 Itz fifty, man that wasn't Fifty, they wanna  my name
 You  throw stonez if you live in a glass house
 And if you got a glass jaw,  should watch your mouth
 Cuz I'll break your face,  your ass runnin
 Mumblin to the Jake, you goin against me dawg you  a mistake
  split you have you lookin like the Michael Jackson's jackets with all them zippers
  the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper
 The way  turn the money over you should call me flipper
 You a bitch, a regular bitch, callin  wifely
 I fucked her, feed her fast food, you keepin her 
 I'm down to sell records but not  soul
 Snoop said this  94': "We don't love them hoez"
 I got  for my thoughts, now I'm rich
 See the twentys spinnin lookin mean on the 
 Niggaz wearin flagz,  the colorz match they clothes
  get caught in the wrong hood and get filled up with holez.
 
 [Chorus X2]