"Niggas wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me)/Then walk around with a 9 like me (me)/They don't wanna do it, 3 to 9 like me/And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me/Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it/My songs belong in the Bible with King David/I teach niggas sign language, that ain't def son/[click, click] you heard that? That mean RUN/Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa/Pull through, I'll throw a fucking cocktail at ya' car/From the last shootout, I got a demple on my face/It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase/Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out/Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out/I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty/Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City/Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty"/On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy/You got fat while we starve, it's my turn/I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn/Won't learn"
-50 Cent, "U Not Like Me"
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