Artist: 50 Cent f/ Adam Levine, Eminem Album: Street King Immortal Song: My Life Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com "S1 got the heat!" [Adam Levine] My, yeah, yeah, mm [Chorus: Adam Levine] My life, my life Makes me wanna run away But there's no place to go-ohh-ohh No place to go-ohh-ohh And all the confusion, it's an illusion Like a movie, I got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try, hey [50 Cent] Yeah, '03 I went from back filthy to filthy rich Man they emotions change so I could never trust a bitch I tried to help niggaz 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 writin anymore, they not makin hits I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned I'm doin what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter, entrepreneur Fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver, what's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic This is my +Recovery+, my comeback kid [Chorus] [Eminem] While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy I was in the fuckin shed sharpenin my machete Sippin on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready to wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spa-GET-EVEN! Think you fuckin meatballs keep on just for-getting Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the be-ginning He's buggin again, he's straight thuggin, fuck who he's offending He'll rip your vocal cords out and have them bitches plugged in the motherfuckin wall with 3,000 volts of electricity Now take the other end, dump them then plug them motherfuckers in each one of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fuckin see That'll teach you to go voicin 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'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again And I'm thinkin about the same, motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch BUT 50! Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go 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 every time I rap I'm more trapped And I rap myself right into this bubble, uh-oh guess it's bubble wrap It's like a vicious cycle, my life is in a crisis Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn out like it did Feels like I'm goin +Psycho+ again, and I might just blow my lid Shit I almost wish that I would've never made "Recovery" kid Cause I'm runnin in circles with [Chorus] [50 Cent] I haven't been this fuckin 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 a.m.+ in the mornin like Shady +Psycho+ killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire, liar liar Tryin to say this ain't classic get your ass kicked mad quick Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy now pick a casket Dirt nap with the maggots, it's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we #1 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 e'ry fuckin thing livin [Chorus]