"Heat" as written by Andre Young, Michael Elizondo, Tommy Coster and Curtis Jackson....
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

Keep thinking I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason
I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass leaking
When they window roll down and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya little handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya backup
But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let ya ass look for me

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you
Nigga, you know the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out
If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
Locked up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no good
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt when it rain
Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this ain't the same
Little homie this is a whole different type of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking chains
Or laid out in the streets leaking out they brains

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testing me
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessing me
Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the recipe


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"Heat" as written by Andre Young Curtis Jackson

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    General CommentHe's just being straight fucking raw and real in this one. He ain't fucking playing with ya, you cross him and he'll fill your ass full of lad.
    unscrewmyheadon June 10, 2003   Link
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    General CommentI think this song is about the totalitarianism period in Europe from 1919 to 1939 and how it affected the global stock market and population at the time. That or it's about how he'll blow your fuckin' head off.
    mrcleanon May 28, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI mean really, this song is very open to interpretation.
    mrcleanon May 28, 2004   Link
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    General Commentthis is the 2nd best song 50 made and im supposed to die tonights number 1. you others dont have a clue what your talking about and you suck. Rhett and Mark Rule.
    rhett and markon May 26, 2005   Link
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    General CommentNO u are all fucken dumb cunts.... im the biggest 50 cent fan out and i no what the true meaning of this song is.. it is saying how fucken wicked mailyn manson and slipknot are and why the fuck u cunts listening 2 shitty rap... metal music all the way. mark likes rap tho.. rhett and mark are cool
    rhett and markon May 26, 2005   Link
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    General Commentthis is my favorite cuz deep down everybody wans ta be that powerful...

    really though it speaks to people. cuz thats the world bros and sisters... people are always comin at ya
    50darbycentorcrashon December 05, 2006   Link
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    General Commentand slipknot writes songs about nothin and marilyn manson is a gimick...

    though hey ilike some of the songs.
    50darbycentorcrashon December 05, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIf I die today I'm happy how my life turned out

    50 Cent realizes that his life might be short, so he lives each day to the fullest.
    Plus he named his videogame after the skit at the end.
    rockingbeaton May 14, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThe cocking sound used as the beats is really annoying.
    Eatcarpeton March 05, 2008   Link

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