[50 Cent talking continued from previous track]
You need a wash your face you know
I got a million dollars for every bump on your face
And next year, you're gonna have a fuckin' acne problem

[Intro]
Ahh!
Yeah (yeah)
Uh, showtime, I'ma make it look easy, check it

[Verse]
I told n***as I'm a hustler, it's like they keep on forgettin'
36 mil in eight months, you still think I'm bullshittin'?
Catch me on top of Fortune's Hot 100
Head of G-Unit Enterprises, still getting blunted
Went from sellin' crack to rap, that's two different games
But they're parallel to each other, homie, so they're quite the same
You know that crack spot so hot, you better off playin' the block
Fiends can't help but be fiends, they come and cop for the cops
Back in the pens again, penitentiary doors spin
The game's full of heartbreaks, can I win for Christ sakes?
Ace after ace, Lady Luck just won't fuck with me
That's why I got this attitude, n***a don't say "what up" to me
I took somethin' heart-pumpin', move and I'll pop somethin'
Cop bricks, break 'em down to pieces and prop somethin'
N***as stay in stunt mode so I stay strapped up
My body language sayin', ''Fuck around and get clapped up''
I sip on Coke mixed with Henny, go for broke with the semi
N***as talk behind my back, but they don't really want it with me
Pussy n***as pop shit, me, I'm on that block shit
That rubber band, hundred grand in that night box, bitch
You know the raps bought the Benz, and the cracks bought the rims
Vivica she bought the gym, told you I'm a fuckin' pimp
I was born a bad seed, I defied the odds
I ain't play the hand that I was dealt, I switched the cards
Still I keep a poker face, frontin', I'ma catch a case
Flip out and poke your face, you're laid out, now what a waste
I'm Super Fly, Ron O'Neal of this rap shit
When that drama pop and you get shot
Let's see you bounce back, bitch
[Hook]
You n***a, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You n***a, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You n***a, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You n***a, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here

[Louis Farrakhan] Have you ever had contact with 50 other than through music
[Ja Rule] Yeah, we, we, we fought in Atlanta…um
[Louis Farrakhan] Actual, an actual fight
[Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah, we, we fought in Atlanta, we fought in um…New York, in Hit Factory
Like I didn’t, I wasn’t feelin' his whole style
And so
It got a little violent, you know um
He punched me, he snuff me