[Sample]
The business is entertainment, and what entertains the customers is the sight of blood.

[50 Cent]
Cam, I mean I... I was being nice to him!
Okay, I get him...

[Verse 1]
You ni**as you worship the ground I walk on, (Yeah!)
I make mills, off the tracks I talk on, (Urgh!) (It's G-U, G...)
50, don't call me ni**a, (Whoooo!) I don't wanna talk it out,
The 40 Cal'll hit yo' leg, go on and walk it out, (Damn!)
I see it clear, you tryna sabotage Jimmy, (Uh huh!)
See what happens when you talk after sippin' the Henny? (Haha...)
I send Haitian ni**as at you, yeah, it's our posse,
Zoe pound ni**as, they don't play,
Buck stabbin' ni**as on camera and it's okay,
Cuz my money make my lawyers make the shit go away,
Attempted murder, get a year on probation, (Haha...)
Cam, are you clear what you're facin'? [Gunshots]
You must ain't hear me, I done told you I'm a boss,
Eatin' good, but I ain't chubby like Ricky Ross,
Word on the street is, 50's not Jay,
And Cam better stay outta his way! (Buh! Buh! Buh!)

[Hook]
Everything is cooler than a fan till you roll on,
Have you in the ICU tryna' hold on,
Ni**as in the waiting room, they waitin' so long,
'Till they hear the flatline and doctors saying 'He's gone,'
(He's gone...) Haha...
That's fucked up...
When they say 'He's gone,' (Aha!)
He dead....

[Verse 2]
Well he knew that could happen fuckin' with the kid, (Yeah!)
This is graveyard music right here, ya dig? (Uh huh!)
This is not competition, this is murder, career ending,
Mind bending, Southside, you're finished,
Now look, ni**as laughing at Cam, down in Lenox,
They heard what he did but they don't know why he did it,
I have eighty in 'em boys with black flags,
Come through with black mags, and have ni**as zipped up in black bags, (Whoo!)
For a second he was hot, now he cold,
I apply pressure to ni**as until they fold,
But never mind me, man that's just how it be,
The game got me trained, they call me the hustle man,
And like fame, my style'll live forever,
They thought I'd cross over, cuz they don't know no better,
I think they think I'm 'laxed now cuz I got the cheddar,
'Till I return back, bussin', trust me it's nothing! (Oh!)

[Hook]
Everything is cooler than a fan till you roll on, (Yeah)
Have you in the ICU tryna' hold on, (Hold on!)
Ni**as in the waiting room, they waitin' so long, (Haha..)
'Till they hear the flatline and doctors saying 'He's gone,'
(He's gone...)
When they say 'He's gone!'

It shouldn't have to be like this, man! (Yeah!) (Dipset!)
Cam, stay on! I'm not gonna destroy Dipset. [Gunshot]
Just gotta make a change!
From now on, Jimmy's the boss of Dipset,
And Juelz is the capo.
('He's gone'...) Cam is demoted to soldier.
We liked Jimmy better anyway!
Ballin'!
Come on, man!
What the last Cam joint you liked?
Computer's computin'...
Pookedy pootin'...
('He's gone'...) (Hahahaha....)
Cameron!
You better learn how to talk to me...
Oh!

[Cam'Ron]
I ain't snitching on nobody from Harlem, man, I'll give you a couple cats down in D.C. doing they thing outta town...

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