Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
'Cause I don't like y'all anyway
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all (all y'all)
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me (baow)
What up, homie?
Even bitches who don't know me, they wana blow me
'Cause the shit I floss wit' be sayin' a lot for me

I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Coke price go up, capsules come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Nigga's who hustle for me, they don't even stash tracks
They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack (yeah)
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin' head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't goin' nowhere, so get used to me
OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The nigga that shot dice, went broke then sold soap
The thug that pop shit, the thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
Nigga ain't in his right mind goin' against me
My pictures painted the words, I make a blind man see (woo)

Scream, "Murder" (I don't believe you)
Murder (fuck around and leave you)
Murder (I don't believe you)
Murder, murder (your life's on the line)

Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
You tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots wit' the fifth then slide off in the six (in the six)

I'm not a marksman while sparkin', so I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear "he say, she say" shit
Unless he say she said she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit' me get shot up (brrat, brrat)
I do a Cali' style drive-by and tear ya block up
You soft, duke, you puttin' up a crazy front
I stay wit the MAC 'cause niggas tried blaze me once
In the hood they like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on 'em"
"You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em"
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You just a small player in this game, play your part, son

Scream, "Murder" (I don't believe you)
Murder (fuck around and leave you)
Murder (I don't believe you)
Murder, murder (your life's on the line)

These cats always escape reality when they rhyme (uh-huh, uh-huh)
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit' dimes (yeah)
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
NASCAR, truck wit' a crash bar
And TV's in the dash, pa
See 'em in the five wit' stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin'
I ain't lyin', I sip Don P 'til I spit up
Keep my wrist lit up
Get outta line, I get you hit up (woo)
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, you better watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, um, Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin', you get killed like that
Actin' like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, one (one)

Scream, "Murder" (I don't believe you)
Murder (fuck around and leave you)
Murder (I don't believe you)
Murder, murder (your life's on the line)

Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
You tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon' make me catch you on the late night
Pop shots wit' the fifth then slide off in the six (in the six)


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Life's on the Line Lyrics as written by Curtis James Jackson Terrence Quentin Dudley

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    nobody likes me but thats okay cause i don't like yall anyway.... bitch! don't need anybody, yall can go fuck themselfs! BITCH! BASTARD! HOE! PIMP! SLUT! FAGGET! LESBIAN! yall can live the way they wanna, they tlak about me they can just suck my dick!
    i_love_amyjayneon March 12, 2003   Link
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    what a hypocrite... "In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"" -50 cent, in da club "Nobody likes me...Nobody likes me" -50 cent, life's on the line WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?
    blind_rockstaron April 10, 2003   Link
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    it obvious, he dissin on Murder...and i think thats where he started, he dont like nas jay z or anybody in Murder and he aint bein hypritical...no really
    the hollowmenon May 01, 2003   Link
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    G-unit dissin MURDER here. ^and you two should pay attention. jay and nas ain't in murder and 50 likes both of them. And 50 is'nt the one saying "nobody likes me". Listen. It's a member of g-unit, think it might be Yayo but not sure.
    unscrewmyheadon May 13, 2003   Link
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    I wuldn't listen to this song for 50 cents. Ja Rule rules and does murda. Wut now lesbian,faggot,hoe,slut,pimp,bastard,bitch
    softballchick78on June 08, 2003   Link
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    wow this song is horrible
    mrcleanon May 29, 2004   Link
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    this song is nice, hes just sayin i cant trust any1 but myself and he aint gonna try to make friends, i may not be well liked but i aint like u guys anyway, ima still do my thing. hes obviously dissin rule tho, consider ja's 1st hit was its murrrda. lol. ja's a lil fake ass bitch. and if we wasnt we never woulda heard of 50 cuz 50 made his name off beefin with him. chew on dat
    theRickon November 06, 2004   Link
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    Jay Z and Nas ain't in Murder Inc. 50 is imitating the way Ja goes "Murdaaaaaaaa!" in his hooks. If you know about their history, it's a really good song. P.Diddy and someone else, I forget who, used the beat to diss Suge nd the rest of Death Row
    Antacularon December 20, 2004   Link
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    BlindRocstar MUST be blind, 50 wrote this song BEFORE he became famouse; ''nobody likes me'' In The Club was after he was signed
    Emcee_Ghoston April 30, 2007   Link
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    this was in the prime of 50 Cent's lyric writing career. and you're right the history of it makes this song great. great rapper.
    Dariushon May 05, 2009   Link

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