never be the same. Why did the love fade away? As you died in my arms, we will never fall...we dance...we danced...we danced...for you... We will unite
now rockin wit a pro. I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho'. Get my drank on n*gga on the dance floor. Look baby I don't dance all i do is this
ass in the air, I said (get up!) [Outro] And get into it You're now rockin with the Unit, I say (get up!) And get into it We gon' show you just how we
don't feel our label Cause we gon' fuck around and kill your label Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records We the label fa' sho! We the realest label
[50 Cent] G Unit! [50 Cent] A, B [Scarlett] You can't fuck with me [50 Cent] C, D [Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets [50 Cent] E, F [Scarlett] Don
it's a direct sale I'ma change the bill Tryin to push the new Range cause they changed the grille Look nigga we icey thugs We stay with them things so we
step up in the club, I'm like who you with G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school On the dance floor
Don Perignon. And a lil' Hennessy, you know we 'finna carry on. Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get right, we gonna be up in this bitch 'til we
risen we're free again Come out of the closet Come out of the hole Come out of the woodwork Come into the fold Rebels and fighters, a license to kill Unite
- quell the sun Let my enemies not see me Pledge me the warhawk Let the moons bewitch it Black fire dance with me Burn in me - strengthen me Unite with
a? melted weapon secret? . Dance? Prudey? with the rule of a nation, who will be patient, awaiting zookeeper facelift extra. The days of your pain and similar uber apeshit, we
caress me with your velvet chains So in the morning mist we hide As lovers we embrace earch other fiercely Generating powers and so my pale enchantress dance for me Dance
gunner We breakin through the surface 'cause we tunneled through the under [Chorus 2x:] In the club, we got it locked We, WOOOOH! Only if we should, then we rock We
tryina shift G-Unit numbers Even rich niggaz slip for the slumber Shit happens but believe I'm back blastin a number [Chorus: x2] This is not a life that we
really aint got tits, huh Fuckin slut with a chest enhanced, Wouldn't dance if you aint pay for her breasts implants [Eminem] Anybody wit knives, we
of that hate and spite So Ikeep my mind still like the still of night Now who in the world do you want to fight It's against the system we should unite