Lyrics 50 Cent – Complicated
Text:
Intro:
Yeah!
Bridge:
You see a nigga soft? — My first instinct is to lean on him! (lean on him…)
These niggas ain’t s’pposed to be eatin’, yo! — This sweet is sweet an’ low,
I’ll have ’em like shit was all good just a week ago. («Lights oooooooon! «)
Verse 1:
Let this fake niggas get you in the mood for looove,
I’m back to get you in the mood for the Snub and gloooves.
Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine dilemma;
Crack come to cookin’ up that; boy, I’m a chemist!
Fuck pill poppin’; a strap, I pop that!
Watch the Henchman trial, see a rat rat on a rat!
You got a nice gimmick goin’, you’ve been hot a few summers
But I got the kinda flow that’ll stop World hunger.
SK, I got nothing but energy! (energy!)
Call me Fifty, call me «Ferrari The Remedy»! (Remedy!)
«Hi» again in case a hater don’t remember me,
I happen to be what these rap niggas here pretend to be.
Hittin’ you won’t be enough, you gotta finish me
Or it’s Ruger time, — the SR-9!
Fragments ricochet in ya ass go blind
Times up, ya fucked! — Gotta learn to duck. — Whassup?
Chorus:
Don’t maake mee, — don’t maake mee,
Don’t maake mee! — It seems so complicaated.
Don’t maake mee, — don’t maake mee,
Don’t maake mee — show you whassup. — Don’t make me fuck you up!
Verse 2:
I mean some of these hoes runnin’ round with Pippen.
I’m writin’ reality, it sounds haaarsh;
Shyne tried to get at me, he say I’m waaashed!
I ain’t even fire back, the shit’s squuaashed.
What kind of shit is that? — This only happens in rap!
These niggas so fake, it make my skin craaawl,
Hope I ain’t the last real nigga up over the waaall.
Ice chunks in the chain, — weight spinnin’,
Cream linen. — Bulges from the Benjamin’s in ’em!
Tom Ford? — Oh, Looord!
If I ain’t know better, I think a nigga push raaaw.
It feels like it’s never gon’ stop.
A nigga so hot! — I may spend forever on top!
«Forever ever»? — Forever in the drop,
You can’t tell I got it on lock? — Bitch!
Chorus
Album
50 Cent – The Lost Tape
