Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975 in South Jamaica, Queens, New Y… Read Full Bio ↴Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975 in South Jamaica, Queens, New York), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is a Grammy award nominated rapper, actor, singer, entrepreneur, author and founder of the hip hop group and label G-Unit.
Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.
After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).
50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.
Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.
Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.
In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.
In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.
In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.
Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.
After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).
50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.
Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.
Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.
In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.
In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.
In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.
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50 Cent Lyrics
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Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush try to get the throne
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (come on)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone
But don't compare me, I'm better off just left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there with record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say, "What up?", Keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself (come here)
A vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line (uh-huh)
But this motherfucker Ja musta lost his mind (woo)
That X, got him thinkin' he was DMX
Then he switched to Pac now he's tryna be him next
So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael
Just keep singin' that same song, recycled
We'd all much rather get along and fight you
Me and Hailie danced to your songs we like you
And you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth (uh-huh)
come on now, you know the white boy'll bite you
I hurt your pride dawg and you know I don't like to
But I will if I have to, with syllable after syllable I just slap you
Killin' you faster than you poppin' pill after little pill
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it you got it
You'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
But if we lock horns, we can charge harder than Busta
We bump heads with any motherfucker that wants to (woo)
So what's the deal? Where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, "Ja what up, dawg?"
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin' there with all your men, we coulda solved this then (uh)
I'm a grown man, dawg, come holla
All you did was slapped hands, smile and swallow
Another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be, come on
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me (Tony, come on)
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you (what?)
Ja, you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin' a new pistol (woo)
I clap at your ass with this chrome.38
And put six through your hats, a seven 3/8's (come on)
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you shook night
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and breeze on the turnpike (break it down)
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times, so ya ass is lame
I'm down to die for this shit, all I need is bail
You betta stick to the movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me (Lloyd Banks)
Fuck that, I'm tired of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised (break it, break it, break it down now)
Blowin' chocolate up out your van and
They see me pop up on icy 'cause I could (what?)
You been gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood, hood
Bitch, when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
How you want it with us and half of your artists got make-up on?
Every magazine I open you on your knees takin' prayer pictures (yeah)
And you ain't even get shot yet, you scared bitches
You don't know nothin' 'bout what pain is, sucka
I'll put your ass underground like a train conductor, muhfucker (yeah)
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
Yeah, nigga, yeah
Shady Aftermath, G-Unit
Fuck you think they call us G Unit for?
'Cause we move units, uh-huh
And don't think we ain't billin' you for this motherfucking studio time
Matter fact keep, keep it on 50, we'll call it even, ha
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I switch my flow?
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush try to get the throne
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (come on)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone
But don't compare me, I'm better off just left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there with record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say, "What up?", Keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself (come here)
A vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line (uh-huh)
But this motherfucker Ja musta lost his mind (woo)
That X, got him thinkin' he was DMX
Then he switched to Pac now he's tryna be him next
So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael
Just keep singin' that same song, recycled
We'd all much rather get along and fight you
Me and Hailie danced to your songs we like you
And you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth (uh-huh)
come on now, you know the white boy'll bite you
I hurt your pride dawg and you know I don't like to
But I will if I have to, with syllable after syllable I just slap you
Killin' you faster than you poppin' pill after little pill
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it you got it
You'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
But if we lock horns, we can charge harder than Busta
We bump heads with any motherfucker that wants to (woo)
So what's the deal? Where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, "Ja what up, dawg?"
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin' there with all your men, we coulda solved this then (uh)
I'm a grown man, dawg, come holla
All you did was slapped hands, smile and swallow
Another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be, come on
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me (Tony, come on)
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you (what?)
Ja, you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin' a new pistol (woo)
I clap at your ass with this chrome.38
And put six through your hats, a seven 3/8's (come on)
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, you shook night
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and breeze on the turnpike (break it down)
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times, so ya ass is lame
I'm down to die for this shit, all I need is bail
You betta stick to the movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me (Lloyd Banks)
Fuck that, I'm tired of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised (break it, break it, break it down now)
Blowin' chocolate up out your van and
They see me pop up on icy 'cause I could (what?)
You been gone so long you probably forgot your way around the hood, hood
Bitch, when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
How you want it with us and half of your artists got make-up on?
Every magazine I open you on your knees takin' prayer pictures (yeah)
And you ain't even get shot yet, you scared bitches
You don't know nothin' 'bout what pain is, sucka
I'll put your ass underground like a train conductor, muhfucker (yeah)
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon you gon' see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
Yeah, nigga, yeah
Shady Aftermath, G-Unit
Fuck you think they call us G Unit for?
'Cause we move units, uh-huh
And don't think we ain't billin' you for this motherfucking studio time
Matter fact keep, keep it on 50, we'll call it even, ha
In “Bump Bump Bump,” 50 Cent challenges rapper Ja Rule to a rap battle. Throughout the song, 50 Cent boasts about his rapping abilities and questions Ja Rule's authenticity. He accuses Ja Rule of switching between personas of different rappers and not being genuine. He also talks about his own past carryings guns and how he doesn't anymore.
In the first verse, 50 Cent addresses those who are envious of his wealth and success that accuse him of changing his flow. He claims he is simply setting the tone and refuses to be used as a stepping stone. Throughout the rap, he makes it clear that he is a better rapper than Ja Rule and anyone who wants to compete with him in the rap world.
In the second verse, 50 Cent discusses the rivalry between him and Ja Rule. He accuses Ja Rule of changing his style frequently, and not sticking to one rapper persona. He explains that he will not step into the mic booth with Ja Rule because he knows that he will beat him, and adds that his daughter even likes Ja Rule's music. 50 Cent continues to boast about his abilities as a rapper and threaten Ja Rule to face him.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Bernard Marvin, Christopher Lloyd, Curtis James Jackson, Marshall B. Mathers III
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