[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
See it's simple, my upcoming was rough not gentle
My flow'll fuck with your mental, my hook'll fuck up your dentle
It's the shit i done been through
Heard i almost rapped 911 rental into a Lincoln continental
On the grand central, getting head from this badass oriental
Never diss a n***a accidental
Shit if I did it I meant to (what)

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Right now I'm on top, but if I ever hit rock, ima make shit hot
Run in your spot, waving the Glock, moving the M Dot
Move and you get shot, give me everything you got
"Damn, even my gold teeth?", n***a, you think not?
This rap shit I got it locked, paper I need a lot
Safe to say, in the future, they see me with a yacht
I don't trick but I let my bitch front in my drop
If there's a dice game and I'm hurting, I'm taking the pot
If I get knocked without my Glock, I'm going to [?]
That lil [?] 6 months then I be right back on the block
Look at Billboard, find my name, find my dot
Got a million joints cause everything I spit be hot
Imma keep going and flowing until you n***as scream "stop"
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 3: Scarlett O’Harlem]
Scarlett fever, cunt diva
Slick bitch quick to leave you
Deceive you, then cop a one way ticket to Indonesia
I sees you but you ain't no threat to a bitch like me
You can ice me, or step on my toes ever so slightly
And I'ma scorch your punk ass in the nine-ocho
We live immortal
Ice the cake out, you can't get a morsel
You light in the ass bitch too frail, I'm bout to set sail
Fuck waiting to exhale, find me on the block for the next sale
Why you swearing you rhyme hot?
Bitch I got it locked like Comstock
You bout to get rocked, so put the bunny back in the pots
As for the Glocks, they plastic
[?], n***as like you gotta get blasted
Takeover hostile, [?]
Next time we find your ass, you gon be a fosel
[?], picture leaving me in the gutter
It's off with your mom's head [?] cutter
Your style is butter, yeah but my shit is like no other
Won't hesitate to cut ya, if you not on my team I don't trust ya
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat