Nobody Eat

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

[...]

See it's simple, my upcoming was rough, not gentle

My flow'll fuck with your mental, my hook'll fuck up your dentle

It's the shit I done been through

Heard i almost rapped 911 rental into a Lincoln continental

On the grand central, getting head from this badass oriental

Never dissed a nigga accidental, shit, if I did it I meant to (What?)

[...]

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]

Yo, right now I'm on top, but if I ever hit rock, I'ma make shit hot

Run in yo' spot, waving the Glock, moving the M Dot

Move and you get shot, give me everything you got

"Damn, even my gold teeth?"

Nigga, you think not?

This rap shit I got it locked, paper I need a lot

Safe to say, in the future, they see me with a yacht

I don't trick but I let my bitch front in my drop

If there's a dice game and I'm hurting, I'm taking the pot

If I get knocked without my Glock, I'm going to shop

That little stink 6 months, then I be right back on the block

Look at Billboard, find my name, find my dot

Got a million joints 'cause everything I spit be hot

I'mma keep going and flowing until you niggas scream "stop"

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, 'cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Verse 3: Scarlett O’Harlem]

Scarlett fever, cunt diva

Slick bitch quick to leave ya

Deceive you, then cop a one way ticket to Indonesia

I sees you but you ain't no threat to a bitch like me

You can ice me, or step on my toes ever so slightly

And I'ma scorch your punk ass in the nine-ocho

Young bitch immortal

Ice the cake out, you can't get a morsel

You light in the ass bitch too frail, I'm bout to set sail

Fuck waiting to exhale, I'm on the block for the next sale

Why you swearing you rhyme hot?

Bitch, I got it locked like Comstock

You bout to get rocked, so put the bunny back in the pots

As for the Glocks, they plastic

[?]

[?], niggas like you got to get blasted

Takeover hostile, [?]

Next time we find your ass, you gon be a fosel

You too docile, picture you leaving me in the gutter

It's off with your mom's head [?] cutter

Your style is butter, yeah, but my shit is like no other

Won't hesitate to cut ya, if you not on my team I don't trust ya

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat

Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat

I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause of the beef

If I don't eat, fuck that, nobody eat