Luis Resto - Patiently Waiting lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent] Hey Em, you know you're my favorite white boy, right? I owe you for this one [Hook: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sit and politic with pa**engers from 9/11 The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined sh**, I ain't even got to try to shine God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain, I could spit at your dame Straight out the good book, look, n***as is shook 50 fear no man, warrior, swing swords, like Conan Picture me, pen in hand writing lines Knowing the Source'll quote it When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter? I caught cases, I copped out, does that make me a quitter? In this white man's world I'm similar to a squirrel Looking for a s*ut with a nice bu*t to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringing again These industry n***as ain't friends, they know how to pretend [Hook: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong [Bridge: Eminem] If you're patiently waiting to make it through all the hating Debating whether or not you can even weather the storm As you lay on the table they operating to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above [Verse 2: Eminem] They think they're crazy, but they ain't crazy Let's face it, sh**, basically they're just playing sick They ain't sh**, they ain't saying sh**; spray 'em, 50! A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them with me And turn this day into f**ing mayhem You staying with me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryin' to confuse you When I let loose with this Uzi And just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message? Am I getting through to you? You know what's coming? You motherf**ers don't even know, do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix 'em up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top; what the f** do you got? You got the realest and illest k**ers tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this rap sh**, like it or not It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot You put your life in this, nothing like surviving a shot Y'all know what time it is, soon as 50 signs on this dot sh**, what you know about d**h threats, ‘cause I get a lot Shady Records was 80 seconds away from the towers Some cowards f**ed with the wrong building They meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children, it's nuclear showers There's nothing spookier You now about to witness the power of f**ing 50 [Hook 2: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong If the gun squad hearing all the shots go off It's 50, they say it's 50 See a n***a laid out with his f**ing top blown off It's 50 – man, that wasn't 50, don't holla my name [Verse 3: 50 Cent] n***as shouldn't throw stones if you live in a gla** house And if you got a gla** jaw you should watch your mouth ‘Cause I'll break your face Have your a** running, mumbling to the jake You going against me, dawg, you making a mistake, I'll split ya Leave you looking like the Michael Jackson jackets With all them zippers I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper The way I turn the money over you should call me flipper Your b**h a regular b**h, you calling her wifey I f**ed and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey I'm down to sell records but not my soul Snoop said this in '94: ''We don't love them hoes.'' I got pennies for my thoughts, now I'm rich See the twenties spinnin' looking mean on the six n***as wearing flags ‘cause the colors match they clothes They get caught in the wrong hood And filled up with holes, motherf**er [Hook: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and your a**'ll get rolled on If it feels like my flow's been hot for so long If you thinking I'ma f**in' fall off, you're so wrong