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.
G-Unit
50 Cent Lyrics
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G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
A desert eagle and a black mack 10
They'll never know what happened
When we come through them cowards don't want none
Come with me but don't run and die where your standin'
See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'
Put the pipe to your melon and your brains on the pavement
These niggas is talkin' think that security goin' save them
Nobody gon' speak when homicide pay a visit
Look you right in the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it"
Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police
The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep
You betta get used to it you know how we do it
Shady Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit
We got action when you don't
Show are places when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am loco
Betta than so so the games in the choke hold
Dissin' me is a no no I perfected the slow flow
In D.C. they dance the go-go
In L.A.they ride on lolo's
G-Unit in the house, oh no
You ain't ready it's heavy
65 chevy
Old school rollin' I'm holdin'
20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'
Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin'
Drop top glock cock ready for the drama
Pistol's pop cop shot I'm heavy with them lama's
Non-sop make it hot we the top regardless
You can be the hardest
We'll just be the smartest
I warn you not to start us
We're not you average artists
My bitch is like a goddess
When paparazzi spot us
Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha!
We got action when you don't
Show are places when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Guess who's back motherfucker gun in the clip
Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip
You can try any one of my shoes on none of em fit
Your hundreds are shorter I'll your pops his son is a daughter
All I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer
Kinda packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit
I'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it was
I got expensive habits I can't afford it cause
G-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs
Niggas be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin' surpise
She's givin' up the buns on her cushion
Sweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the rest of the evenin'
And I'm leavin', on to the next city
Stashbox in the bus to I can bring the teks with me
I gotta go cause I'm gettin' over you niggas ain't over
G-Unit
We got action when you don't
Show are places when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit
The song "G-Unit Soldiers" by 50 Cent features Lloyd Banks and Young Buck, and was released in 2003 as part of the "G-Unit Radio Part 5: All Eyez on Us" mixtape. The lyrics speak of the rappers' dominance and power, with threats of violence and a sense of fearlessness. The opening lines of the song set the tone, as 50 Cent warns his enemies to leave their homes ahead of his arrival, declaring himself America's nightmare.
The chorus of the song emphasizes G-Unit's power, with the repeated phrase "we got action when you don't, show our places when you won't." The rap verses are full of bravado and boastful claims, such as Young Buck's verse about his masculinity and pimping skills. The song also includes references to guns, violence, and drug use, with lines about shooting at police and partying with drugs and women.
"G-Unit Soldiers" was part of the group's rise to fame in the early 2000s, and helped solidify their reputation as tough and street-wise rappers. The song was also a precursor to 50 Cent's debut album, "Get Rich or Die Tryin'," which was released the following year and went on to become a massive commercial success. Today, "G-Unit Soldiers" remains a fan favorite and is often played at concerts and events.
Line by Line Meaning
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
I'm here to harm you and make you leave your own home
Americas nightmare we at it again
We're the group that people love to hate, and we're back at it
A desert eagle and a black mack 10
We carry powerful weapons that we're not afraid to use
They'll never know what happened
We'll attack and disappear without anyone knowing who did it
When we come through them cowards don't want none
People are afraid when we show up
They screaming at they murderer's but walkin' with no guns
People will call out for help from their killers but won't have any weapons to defend themselves
Come with me but don't run and die where your standin'
You might as well stay where you are because you're going to die either way
See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'
I have a gun, and you better do what I say if you want to live
Put the pipe to your melon and your brains on the pavement
I'll put my gun to your head and kill you right there
These niggas is talkin' think that security goin' save them
People who rely on security to protect them are foolish
Nobody gon' speak when homicide pay a visit
People won't talk to the police when someone is killed
Look you right in the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it"
We'll lie to your face and pretend we don't know who committed the crime
Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police
We've been corrupted by the streets and are willing to shoot at the police
The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep
Drug addicts keep people up all night and disturb the peace
You betta get used to it you know how we do it
You should get used to our ways because this is how we always do things
Shady Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit
These are the record labels we're associated with
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am loco
I warned you in my previous song that I'm crazy
Betta than so so the games in the choke hold
I'm better than mediocre, and I'm in control of the game
Dissin' me is a no no I perfected the slow flow
Don't disrespect me because I have a slow, deliberate rap style that I've perfected
In D.C. they dance the go-go
In Washington D.C. they dance a specific style of music called go-go
In L.A.they ride on lolo's
In Los Angeles they drive lowrider cars
G-Unit in the house, oh no
We're here and ready to cause trouble
You ain't ready it's heavy
You can't handle the intensity of our group
65 chevy
We drive a classic Chevrolet car
Old school rollin' I'm holdin'
We're driving around in a classic car, and I have a gun
20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'
Our wheels are spinning, and we're winning from the start
Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin'
We're not pretending to be pimps, and we're not afraid to assert our masculinity
Drop top glock cock ready for the drama
We have our guns ready and are prepared for any potential conflict
Pistol's pop cop shot I'm heavy with them lama's
We're not afraid to shoot cops, and we have a lot of guns
Non-sop make it hot we the top regardless
We're always making music, and we're still successful despite any criticism
You can be the hardest
You might be tough
We'll just be the smartest
But we'll always be smarter than you
I warn you not to start us
Don't mess with us
We're not you average artists
We're not like other rappers
My bitch is like a goddess
My partner is like a goddess
When paparazzi spot us
When photographers see us
Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha!
I continue to do the same thing, and it never gets old
Guess who's back motherfucker gun in the clip
We're back, and we're armed
Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip
We're ready to confront those who talk too much
You can try any one of my shoes on none of em fit
You can try to be like me, but you'll never measure up
Your hundreds are shorter I'll your pops his son is a daughter
You don't have as much money as me, and your dad has a daughter instead of a son
All I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer
All I need is some simple things like cigars, money, cars, and a lawyer
Kinda packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit
I have a gun and a partner, and I'll come back with a successful song
I'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it was
I'm so good, who else did you think it could be?
I got expensive habits I can't afford it cause
I have expensive habits, but I can't actually afford them
G-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs
Our group is very popular, and we perform at all the clubs
Niggas be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin' surpise
People push each other around, and someone is about to get hurt
She's givin' up the buns on her cushion
A woman is willing to have sex
Sweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the rest of the evenin'
The woman is pleasuring me all night long
And I'm leavin', on to the next city
I'm leaving and going to the next city for my next show
Stashbox in the bus to I can bring the teks with me
I'm hiding my guns on the bus so I can bring them with me
I gotta go cause I'm gettin' over you niggas ain't over
I can't stay here anymore because I'm moving on, but you're not ready to let go
G-Unit
Our group name
We got action when you don't
We're doing things when others aren't
Show are places when you won't
We'll perform at places where others won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Our group name repeated several times
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: DAVID DARNELL BROWN, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES LLOYD, HANS BATHELT, HANS-JUERGEN FRITZ, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON
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