50 Cent, Eminem - Patiently Waiting lyrics

Hey Em, you know you're
My favorite white boy, right?
(Ha ha ha) I owe you for this one

I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)

I'm innocent in my head
Like a baby born dead destination heaven
Sit and politic with passengers from 9
11 (yeah) the Lord's blessings leave
Me lyrically inclined (Uh, huh)
Shit, I ain't even got to try to shine (Woo)
God's the seamstress that
Tailor-fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain
I could spit at your dame
Straight out the good book, look
Niggas is shook 50 fear no man, warrior
Swing swords like Conan
Picture me, pen in hand
Writin' lines knowin' The Source'll quote it
When I die
They'll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops
Should that make me bitter?
I caught cases, I copped out
Does that make me a quitter?
In this white man's world
I'm similar to a squirrel
Lookin' for a slut with a nice
Butt to get a nut if I get shot today
My phone'll stop ringin' again
These industry niggas ain't friends
They know how to pretend

I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)
I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)

You've been patiently waitin' to make
It through all the hatin'
Debatin' whether or not you can
Even weather the storm
As you lay on the table
They operatin' to save you
It's like an angel came to you
Sent from the heavens above

They think they're crazy, but they ain't
Crazy, let's face it, shit, basically
They're just playin' sick, they ain't shit
They ain't sayin' shit spray 'em, 50
A to the K, get in the way
I'll bring Dre and them with me
And turn this day into fuckin' mayhem
You stayin' with me? Don't let me lose you
I'm not tryna confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi
And just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message? Am I
Gettin' through to you?
You know what's comin'? You
Motherfuckers don't even know, do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you
Mix 'em up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top
What the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers
Tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this rap shit
Like it or not
It's like a fight to the top just
To see who'd die for the spot
You put your life in this
Nothin' like survivin' a shot
Y'all know what time it is
Soon as 50 signs on this dot
Shit, what you know about death threats
'cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds
Away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children
(Woo) , it's nuclear showers
There's nothin' spookier
You're now about to witness the
Power of fuckin' 50

I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)

If the gun squad hearin' all the shots go off
It's 50, they say it's 50
See a nigga laid out with
His fuckin' top blown off
It's 50 man, that wasn't 50
Don't holla my name

You know you shouldn't throw stones if
You live in a glass house (yeah)
And if you got a glass jaw
You should watch your mouth
'Cause I'll break your face (Uh, huh)
Have your ass runnin', mumblin' to the jake
You goin' against me, dawg
You're makin' a mistake i'll split ya
Leave you lookin' like the Michael Jackson
Jackets with all them zippers
I'm the boss on this boat
You can call me skipper (Uh, huh)
The way I turn the money over
You should call me flipper (Flipper)
Your bitch a regular bitch
You callin' her wifey
I fucked and feed her fast food
You keepin' her icey
I'm down to sell records but not my soul
Snoop said this in '94
"We don't love them hoes"
I got pennies for my thoughts, now I'm rich
See the twenties spinnin' lookin'
Mean on the 6
Niggas wearin' flags 'cause the
Colors match they clothes
They get caught in the wrong hood
And filled up with holes, motherfucker

I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)
I been patiently waitin' for a
Track to explode on (yeah)
You can stunt if you want and
Yo' ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
And it feels like my flow's
Been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
You're so wrong (It's 50)