"Ayy, you want some of this shit?"
"Naw, I don't want that shit"
"I don't give a fuck, I don't play that shit
And I'm finna buss a cap on a nigga"
"Man, shut the fuck up
Slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there?
That's the nigga crib
When he come out just tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (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 (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

Keep thinkin' I'm candy, 'til ya fuckin' skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason (woo)
I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleedin'
Sayin', "Lord, Jesus help me," 'cause they ass leakin'
When they window roll down and that AK come out
You can squeeze ya little handgun 'til you run out
And you can run for ya backup
But them machine gun shells gon' 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 than Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe 'cause you moved out the hood
'Cause ya mama still around, dog, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
'Cause I'd get tired of lookin' for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let yo' ass look for me

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (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 (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in yo' 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 'til the sun burn out
If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I'm been in 'em 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 fifty grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter finna 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 fuckin' hurt when it rains
Oh, you a pro at playin' 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 motherfuckin' chains
Or laid out in the streets leakin' out they brains

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (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 (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me (you get the best of me)
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin' me (go testin' me)
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin' me (blessin' me)
Finna run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the recipe (recipe, recipe)

Yeah, haha, ayy Dre
Got me feelin' real bulletproof up in this motherfucker
'Cause the windows on my motherfuckin' Benz is bulletproof, nigga
'Cause my motherfuckin' vest is bulletproof, nigga
'Cause my motherfuckin' hat is bulletproof, nigga
But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin' concussion
But better that then a hole in the head right, nigga? Hahahaha


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Heat Lyrics as written by Theron Otis Feemster Curtis James Jackson

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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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 29, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI mean really, this song is very open to interpretation.
    mrcleanon May 29, 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 06, 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 06, 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 15, 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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