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50 Cent - My Life feat. Eminem & Adam Levine

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Dupa ce ati putut asculta piesa live si v-am prezentat teaserul, iata ca avem parte si de varianta finala a videoclipului "My Life", in care il vedem pe 50 Cent, Eminem si Adam Levine la fel de fresh ca acum 10 ani.

Clipul a fost regizat de Rich Lee, cel care s-a ocupat si de "I'm not afraid" al lui Eminem si a fost filmat in Detroit. Cei trei protagonisti sunt dati in urmarire generala si avem parte de un Marshall Matters care alearga atat de sprinten prin padure, ca aproape uitasem ca tocmai a implinit 40 de ani.

"My life" e inclusa pe "Street King Immortal". cel de-al cincilea album 50 Cent programat sa apara in februarie anul viitor. Acesta e cel de-al treilea single dupa "New Day" si "First Date" extras de pe mult-asteptatul album programat sa apara initial luna aceasta.

"Street King Immortal" este ultimul album al rapperului la label-ul Interscope si a fost prefatat de albumul "5 (Murder By Numbers)", lansat gratuit pe 6 iulie, de ziua sa. Materialul poate fi descarcat gratuit de aici.

Versuri 50 Cent - My Life feat. Eminem & Adam Levine

[Hook: Adam Levine]
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepeneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me manuever
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid


[Verse 2: Eminem]
While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping some of of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in the
Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other end, dump them, then plug them, motherfuckers in each
One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
Mother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with


[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say the same classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy
Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift, God-given, like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking thing livin'


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