Dont Push Me Lyrics by 50 Cent

Dont Push Me Lyrics

    (feat. Lloyd Banks, Eminem)





    [50 Cent]

    I need you to pray for me and

    I need you to care for me and

    I need you to want me to win

    I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been

    Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing

    I come up with something

    Come through your strip, fronting, stunting

    It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning

    Haters hate that I'm winnning

    Man I've been hot from the beginning

    Motherfuckers aim at the kid, control your jealousy

    'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony

    Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping

    Once I squeeze the first shot

    No I aint stopping till my clip is empty

    I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with

    Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke

    Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga

    Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling



    [50 Cent]

    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



    [Lloyd Banks]

    I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cry

    To young to understand, the consequences of man

    Living a lie, I gotta get that money

    I'll be damned if If I'm bummy

    Gotta watch my back around these niggas

    'Cause they fronting 20 years

    Of watching my mama's tears

    Got me heated, heavily weeded

    Smoking that bomb 'cause I need it

    These niggas don't want me balling, they want me bury

    Thrown in the dirt, from shots flurry

    Laying with bugs under my shirt

    I got plans to hop up in that Hummer

    'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder

    When them angels gon' call my number

    Under, my chest is a heart of a lion

    I ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flying

    With my iron, high as a giant

    I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching

    What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion

    End of discussion

    My blood is colder, so I'm bolder

    And it's either soda

    Hood on my my shoulder

    Looking in the mirror, I see a soldier



    [50 Cent]

    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



    [Eminem]

    These are my ideas

    This is my sweat and tears

    This is shit that I solved with my balls, my ears

    This is me who's gotta be

    What you see on TV

    What you hear on CD

    What appears easy

    Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers

    In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies

    Fronting like it's all fun and games

    Till they shoot 'em up bang

    Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing

    Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying

    I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing

    Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing

    I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers

    There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward

    I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees

    Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me

    And not lash back out at 'em, please

    Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me

    Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall?

    I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you art

    Put you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start

    Showing you fucken old farts a whole other side

    I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with

    Some fucken marshmellow, little soft yellow

    Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause



    [50 Cent]

    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



    Right now I'm on the edge

    So don't push me

    I aim straight for your head

    So don't push me

    Fill your ass up with lead

    So don't push me

    I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy



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