Footprints Lyric G-Unit BEG FOR MERCY

"Walk with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] Ay if you hear me out
there
"Walk with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] I get down on my knees
every night and say
"Walk with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] Hahahaha,
yeah
"Walk with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] I'm goin to war, I'm goin
to WAR!

[Verse One: Young Buck]
You never know when death's
comin, all you hear is gunshots
Lil' kids get to runnin, old ladies get off
the block
When the poppin the truck music comes to a stop
Niggaz get on
the floor with they front doors locked
Syringes and sirens the only thing on
the street
People act like they don't know who did it, but they notice
me
Every day's a death threat, but I ain't dead yet
So I go put a hole in
a nigga from the next set
Don't know where I slept at, just know where my tec
at
It's the first of the month, my bitch ain't got her check yet
Juvie
left me in California, I don't respect that
I love him too much to beef, so
I'ma accept that
But I'ma just step back, and focus on Buck
Tired of ridin
in yours, I'm bout to buy my own truck
Got to try my own luck, "Get Rich or
Die Tryin'"
It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin
niggaz

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
First there was two sets
of footprints in the sand
Then there was one set of footprints in the
sand
When times get hard and shit hits the fan
God don't walk with me, he
carry me man

[Verse Two: Young Buck]
You don't know what I been
through to get what I done got
If you looked through a scope, you couldn't
hit what I done shot
Couldn't flip what I done copped, couldn't tip what I
done topped
I murder you all-talk like a clip without a glock
When you
holla G-Unit on some other shit
You need to do the research, and see who you
fuckin wit
I smoke all your weed up, go run up your Beeza
Your baby momma
want me, I don't want that skeeza
She's scratched my Beema, but I ain't
seen-her
When I catch the bitch, I'ma gangsta lean-her - WHOA
We be playin
in them videos, with them pretty hoes
Cash bucks and the key bitches and New
York City hoes
They learned it from Lil' Kim to let they titties show
I'm
the King of the South, this is how it really goes
Lord knows, I keep all my
jewels froze
As long as the check come, then FUCK the award shows
You know
me nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Young Buck]
Half
of these kids never read the Bibles
But they can tell you how to kill a man
better than I do
The reason they fucked up, they all been lied to
I know
what it feels like when a nigga misguide you
My momma stay in the projects
and I been havin money
I went bought her a house, but she told me she ain't
want it
(What?) Right then I understood that the hood's in my blood
So I
hollered CASH REAL, lettin 'em know where I'm from
Niggaz know I got a gun
when I come to the club
And if it go down, you better tell your people to
duck
Why should I slow down, I just got started targettin artists
Wait
'til the bullets start hoppin out the cartridge
I come to get it poppin, pray
to God the news watchin
So when they see 'em snitch niggaz'll know who got
'em
We came from the bottom to the top, from hoopties to a drop
And kill
or be killed is the attitude I got nigga

[Chorus]

[Young
Buck]
I know you prayin I get killed nigga
He who fears death is in
denial
50 told you niggaz, Young Buck showed you niggaz
Banks! FREE
YAYO!
And tell the bitch ass niggaz put they vest on
I'M HERE NOW!

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