Patiently Waiting (feat. Eminem)
Lyrics
Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy right? I owe you for this one I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want and your a** will get rolled onfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hardcore rap attitudeeast coast rap roots
gangsta rap attitude
electronica influences
a deep voice
lyrics about the rap industry
explicit lyrics
boastin' lyrics
a repetitive chorus
a tight kick sound
a slow moving bass line
use of strings
a dry recording sound
trippy soundscapes
radio friendly stylings
lyrics by a rap icon
production by a famous producer
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Just lay on the table they operatin' to save you You know what's comin' you motherfuckers don't even know do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on I fucked her, I feed her fast food, you keepin' her icy If I get shot today my phone will stop ringin' again Picture me pen in hand write lines knowin' the source of polley I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on Finishin' in my head, like a baby born dead It's Fifty, they say it's Fifty Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy right? If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong You get the message am I gettin' through to you? It feels like my flows been hot for so long Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryin' to confuse you See a nigga laid out with his fuckin' top blown off I owe you for this one You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong Patiently waitin' to make it through all the hatin' It's Fifty I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at your dame And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch your mouth The Jugganautz of this rap shit like it or not Snoop said this in 94', "We don't love them hoes" The way I turn the money over you should call me Flipper These industry niggaz ain't friends, they know how to pretend It feels like my flows been hot for so long 'Cuz I'll break your face, have your ass runnin' They get caught in the wrong hood filled up with holes motherfucker When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu Songwriters: Mike Elizondo, Curtis Jackson, Marshall Mathers, Luis E Resto They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, shit basically I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You got the realest and illest killaz tied up in a knot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, and what the fuck do you got? Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers I'll split you have you lookin' like the Michael Jackson's It feels like my flows been hot for so long If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong Shit I ain't even gotta try to shine I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on Y'all know what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot Lookin' for a slut with a nice butt to get a nut Jackets with all them zippers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building they meant to hit ours You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on Shit what you know about death threats, 'cuz I get a lot See the twenty's spinnin' lookin' mean on the six I got pennies for my thoughts, now I'm rich A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me It feels like my flows been hot for so long It feels like my flows been hot for so long Your bitch, a regular bitch, you callin' her wifey Niggaz wearin' flags, 'cuz the colors match they clothes If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong You put your life in this nothin' like survivin' the shot It's like a fight to the top just to see who died for the spot It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above It's Fifty, man that wasn't Fifty, they don't holla my name 50 fears no man, warrior swing swords like Conan I caught cases I copped out does that make me a quitter? Publishers: 50 CENT MUSIC, BLOTTER MUSIC, ELVIS MAMBO MUSIC, MUSIC OF WINDSWEPT, UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP. The Lords blessin's leave me lyrically inclined I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You're now about to witness the power of fuckin' Fifty You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong They just playin' sick, they ain't shit, they ain't sayin' shit spray 'em Fifty When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it Debatin' whether or not you could even weather the storm It's the gansta y'all when the shots go off In this white man's world I'm similar to a squirrel Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from nine eleven I'm down to sell records but not my soul Better evacuate all children nuclear shower, there's nothin' spookier And turn this day into fuckin' mayhem you stayin' wit me? I grew up without my pops does that make me bitter? I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me Skipper Straight out the good book, look, niggaz is shook It feels like my flows been hot for so long God's a seamstress to tailor fitted my pain Mumblin' to the Jake, you goin' against me dawg you makin' a mistake I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on


