It is in me.
See the way i shine,
look at how i ooze it,
Feel the revelation
I reveal to you through music.
Open your eyes,
Glance at the hordes-
The many men that now wish to dance
Instead of wishing death upon me.
Ask yourself, Who is Curtis Jackson?
Mr. five oh himself
Fifty cent to be more precise
Either way, the guy is nice.
Having reasonable doubt is a good sign
I've had i twice
In my lifetime.
I have listened to Jay Z
Studied the blueprint
Saw AZ
Deciphered the Format
Now it is in me.
Learning the ways of a street disciple
I crafted a weapon twice as powerful
As that Winchester riffle.
The love of hip hop is in me.
It was written and thus i read it,
Death is where hip hop is headed.
If you don't believe me
Drop and gimme 50
I know the ledge and my love is close to it
Screw it.
I will not sweat the technique
If you don't step on my J's
you... looking boy.