fallin' down (50 cent diss)

Singer:benzino

50 cent is fallin down

fallin down

fallin down

get ya gunz it's going down

fuck g-unit

oh ain't no muotherfucking games man

na ah

you know what the funny thing is man?

you come to me for help

i didn't even know you man

punk motha.word up man!

oh i know you mothafuckas didn't think it was over

oh this shit has just begun

you blast that

you a fed's 1st artist

eminem's son

3 times platinum snitch always on a run

sacrificial meat

the machine money maker

dre steals beats and then he saying he made em!

benzino spit eth

always ready street sweepin'

50 feel these 50.cal hollow heat seekers

the magazine kill the kid if i have to

tie him up

chainsaw his legs in the bathroom

don't confuse real life shit with this rappin'

you used to gettin' shot

we gon make it happen

who sign ya in ya life insurance policy?

jimmy

dre

or em? or maybe all 3

you just another fucking slave

stop yappin'

curtis cente

sorry miss jackson

you looking funny with that bullet in ya face

stop taking. you droolin' all over the place

who ya foolin'? you just a moving target at the range. you don't don't shoot back

what's that you claim?

remember back when the 1st time i saw you

you was scared shaking like a leaf when i saw you

you said you had beef and ya man ran on you

you told thees niggas put their bare hands on you

you fucking idiot

you ran in my session

stabbed in the gut and you wanna start confessin'?!

you a snitch

how you gonna hide from that?

i see 1 informant

classified rat

where i'm from

we keep the hammers locked and loaded

yayo took a fall cuz you wasn't gonna hold it

need a fall guy? peace? see themselves 1st sweep

g" stands for girls

Lyric Context: fallin' down (50 cent diss) - benzino