Places to Go
50 Cent; Eminem; Obie Trice Lyrics


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Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

You mistaking me for somebody that you should be testin'
You should be stressing, I'm finna fucking teach you a lesson
Rap 101's in session, Em laced the track that I'm blessin'
Smith and Wesson's the weapon in case you was guessin'
Capping 'em, kept in my Benz, hot beginning to end
Watch the 22's spin, my hoes they perfect ten
I got shot up but I got up and I'm back at it again
Motherfuckers that thought I wouldn't win pretend to be friends
At first you fail, try, try, try, try again
I'm the best, don't you get it? Forget it, when I spit it, it's crazy
You love it, admit it, you like that I live it, it's Shady
Aftermath in your ass, bitch
If it's not a classic when it's done we trash it
Flow I got it mastered, stunt and get your ass kicked, bastard
When measures get drastic, Glocks made out of plastic
Cock it, aim it, blast it, run nigga, now stash it

I got places to go, got people to see
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you

I got places to go, got people to see
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you

If there's a genie in a bottle of that Dom Perignon
I'mma drink til I get to that bitch
Em and Dre gonna introduce me to the 'burbs
They gonna listen to my words
In the hood they feel my shit
(Break it down)

Picture a perfect picture, picture me in a pimp hat
Picture me starting shit, picture me busting my gat
Picture police mad, they ain't got a picture of that
Picture me being broke, picture me smoking a stack
Picture me coming up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowing up, now picture me going back
To my momma basement to live, shit, picture that
Where I'm from it's a fact, you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest without a gat, you's a target, Jack
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back
50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here

I got places to go, got people to see
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you

I got places to go, got people to see
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
I'm warning you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze it, put a hole in you

Man, I ain't' going to jail, not even to visit a nigga
You wanna holler at me you write me
Matter of fact you gotta send it to Sunset Blvd up in the Mondrian
Riding around in one of Dre's Ferrari's, nigga
Oh, matter fact, I might be in Detroit riding down 8 Mile Road
You know, in one of Em's joints and shit, you heard?
I got places to go man, you know
Shady Aftermath, we fitting to start printing money




Putting Em's faces on these motherfucking bills, shit
Ain't shit you can do about it

Overall Meaning

"Places to Go" is a hip hop song by 50 Cent featuring Eminem, Obie Trice, and produced by Eminem. The song was released as a single from the soundtrack of the 2003 film "8 Mile" which starred Eminem. In the song, the artists talk about their success and their plans for the future, while also making it clear that they have no intention of going to jail.


The song has a catchy beat and a hard-hitting delivery from all three rappers. The chorus "I got places to go, I got people to see, the penitentiary ain't the place for me" emphasizes the importance of keeping a hustle and staying out of trouble. The lyrics also touch upon themes of violence, street life, and breaking stereotypes.


Line by Line Meaning

I got places to go, I got people to see
I have a busy schedule with many obligations and appointments.


The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I do not want to go to jail or be associated with criminal activity.


I'm warning you, do not tempt me
Don't try to provoke me or test my patience.


I'll run up and squeeze
I will quickly pull out a gun and shoot you.


And put a hole in you, hole in you
I will shoot to kill and leave bullet holes in your body.


You mistaking me for somebody that you should be testin'
You are underestimating me and making a mistake by trying to challenge me.


You should be stressing, I'm finna fucking teach you a lesson
You should be worried because I am about to teach you a hard lesson.


Rap 101's in session, Em laced the track that I'm blessin'
I am teaching you the basics of successful rap while Eminem provides the beat I am rapping on.


Smith and Wesson's the weapon in case you was guessin'
I am armed with a Smith and Wesson gun just in case you were wondering.


Capping 'em, kept in my Benz, hot beginning to end
I am shooting my enemies and storing their dead bodies in my Mercedes-Benz car, which is impressive and desirable.


Watch the 22's spin, my hoes they perfect ten
I am showing off my spinning 22-inch rims on my car and describing how attractive my romantic partners are.


I got shot up but I got up and I'm back at it again
I was shot in the past, but I recovered and am now back to my usual business.


Motherfuckers that thought I wouldn't win pretend to be friends
People who doubted my success are now pretending to be my friends to benefit from my achievements.


At first you fail, try, try, try, try again
Initially not succeeding is normal, just keep trying until you achieve your goals.


I'm the best, don't you get it? Forget it, when I spit it, it's crazy
I am the best rapper and you should know it. When I rap, it is amazing and unforgettable.


You love it, admit it, you like that I live it, it's Shady
You secretly enjoy and appreciate my lifestyle and personality as a controversial figure, also known as Shady.


Aftermath in your ass, bitch
I am a member of Aftermath, a record label founded by Dr. Dre, and I am succeeding beyond my competitors.


If it's not a classic when it's done we trash it
If our music is not a timeless masterpiece, we throw it away and start over.


Flow I got it mastered, stunt and get your ass kicked, bastard
I have perfected my style of rapping and if you try to imitate me, I will beat you up.


When measures get drastic, Glocks made out of plastic
When a situation is extreme, I will use a Glock gun made out of plastic to avoid detection.


Cock it, aim it, blast it, run nigga, now stash it
I will load, aim and shoot my gun, then run away and hide it to avoid being caught.


If there's a genie in a bottle of that Dom Perignon
If I had access to extremely expensive and exclusive champagne like Dom Perignon, it would be a magical experience.


I'mma drink til I get to that bitch
I will keep drinking champagne until I reach a state of drunkenness.


Em and Dre gonna introduce me to the 'burbs
Eminem and Dr. Dre will take me to the suburbs (where they live) to show me their lifestyle.


They gonna listen to my words
During this visit, Eminem and Dr. Dre will listen to my music and lyrics.


In the hood they feel my shit
People in the inner-city neighborhoods can relate to and appreciate my music.


Picture a perfect picture, picture me in a pimp hat
Imagine an ideal image of me wearing an extravagant hat associated with a pimp.


Picture me starting shit, picture me busting my gat
Envision me provoking people and shooting my gun aggressively.


Picture police mad, they ain't got a picture of that
Imagine a scenario where the police are angry with me, but they don't have proof or evidence of my crimes.


Picture me being broke, picture me smoking a stack
Picture me as poor and smoking a large amount of weed.


Picture me coming up, picture me rich from rap
Imagine me as a successful, wealthy rapper who has achieved great success.


Picture me blowing up, now picture me going back
Imagine the scenario where I become rich and famous and then return to my old life and neighborhood.


To my momma basement to live, shit, picture that
If I were to return to my old neighborhood, I would be living in my mother's basement.


Where I'm from it's a fact, you gotta watch your back
In my neighborhood, it is necessary to be careful and vigilant of potential danger and violence.


You wear a vest without a gat, you's a target, Jack
Wearing a bulletproof vest without having a gun makes you an easy target for attackers.


Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
It is necessary to work hard, save money, and sell illegal drugs like cocaine and crack to make a living in this environment.


Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back
Other options to make money include selling illegal guns, drugs or sex.


50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here
50 Cent had too much Hennessy alcohol and is now intoxicated and leaving.


Man, I ain't' going to jail, not even to visit a nigga
I will not even visit a friend in jail to avoid associating with criminals or being falsely accused.


You wanna holler at me you write me
If you want to contact me, you need to send me a message in writing.


Matter of fact you gotta send it to Sunset Blvd up in the Mondrian
In fact, you need to send it to the Mondrian hotel on Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood.


Riding around in one of Dre's Ferrari's, nigga
I am driving one of Dr. Dre's expensive Ferrari cars.


Oh, matter fact, I might be in Detroit riding down 8 Mile Road
Perhaps I could be in Detroit, driving down the famous 8 Mile Road where Eminem grew up.


You know, in one of Em's joints and shit, you heard?
I could be driving in one of Eminem's songs on my car's radio, you know what I'm saying?


I got places to go man, you know
I am very busy with many places to visit and activities to do.


Shady Aftermath, we fitting to start printing money
Shady Aftermath Records is going to be very successful and make a lot of money.


Putting Em's faces on these motherfucking bills, shit
We will even use Eminem's face on our own money for added publicity and success.


Ain't shit you can do about it
There is nothing anyone can do to stop us from becoming rich and powerful.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO

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