50 Cent - Slugs Gone Fly

50 Cent - Slugs Gone Fly. This is the full version of a rare, unreleased song off of 50 Cent's demo tape back when he was recording with Jam Master Jay. All properties belong to their respective owners.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Yo I had problems before with the law, and I had problems
before with the slinging the raw, in front of the store, trying to score.
I would've handled it up close, you know the deal: 1 shot 1 kill,
but Giovani ran his mouth, shit got real. Coward niggas had to sip
a couple cups of curry, came out the alley bust em randomly and #him rich
that shit is stupid.#

*Niggas be seeing I don't sound like no killer*, well how a killa sound?
Bet I grab the 4-pound and I back that ass down. See many men live baby
and many men die, many men get drunk, puff lye, and tell lies now, how
many cracks my spot pump on the daily? Many money, see me some many many many. The price of life is cheap in the hood, I get you murdered kid, then pray for forgiveness you know for what I did, ?yea? start fight me, finish your bid, you wasting time, niggas out here, getting rich kid. Yeah my dogs, they still
be in the district with biscuits, it's crowded but they still got intentions to
stick shit. Tell me my flow ain't hot, so I can call you a liar, 50 aka the dragon,
I fuckin' spit fire. These hoes are ending their career tragic, you don't believe
me, then you go and ask magic. I had it up to here with niggas, they know I
don't care, that's why when I come through, my presence draws fear. Prepare for me to drop 2 albums every year, and it ain't safe no more, (why?) cuz I'm here.

Chorus:

Slugs gone fly, niggas gone die, pour out the liquor, spark up the lye. Don't ask me why (why?) cuz I dont know why. Don't ask me why (why?), cuz I don't know why. [Repeat]

Verse 2:

Son I was there when Sha shot Black, he blew his fuckin brains on my New York Times, I ran home, turned to the sports section, read his mind. He was foul son, he used to hate to see a nigga shine, he used to rob niggas, one time he tried to catch me for mine. Him and his man with some beat up ass caravan, layin' in front of my crib, this is real shit kid. I put the key to the door, heard the slidin door of the van. Niggas jumped out, with the pump out, I hopped off the porch and ran before the niggas dumbed out. Got to the back, hopped the fence, snatched the mac, came running back, fuck that. They pulled off, my first thought: I gotta get him. Son he was down the block I wouldn't've hit him. The next day he came back around. Man this nigga have balls, don't he know I get his ass killed in 1 phone call? Yo Sha what's up, I got 10 cent, get this nigga man, if niggas ain't know about the beef, I would hit this nigga man. You know how niggas talk, they fuck around and mention me, had me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary. My physical is strong enough, it's my mind, that may not make it through the time.

NOTE: Lyrics enclosed with a * overlap the lyrics enclosed with #. Lyrics enclosed with question marks (?) indicate that I'm not exactly sure what is said at that point.

Again, all properties belong to their respective owners. I take no credit for this song.