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.
Lifes on the Line (Wnta Remix
50 Cent Lyrics
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Nobody likes me, but that's okay
'cause I don't like y'all anyway
And I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all!!
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
For bitches who don't know me
They want to blow me
Cause the shit I floss wit sayin' a lot for me
I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
The bitch who hustle for me, they don't even stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin' head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
O-G's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, they pop shit
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin' against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
Scream murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!)
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit
Unless he say she say she on my dick-
The opening lines of 50 Cent's "Lifes on the Line" (Wnta Remix) are a statement of defiance. The rapper is aware that people don't like him, but he is unfazed by this. In fact, he uses it as motivation to prove everybody wrong. The lyrics are a reflection of the brash, uncompromising persona that 50 Cent is known for. He declares his hatred for everybody and boasts about his material possessions while also making thinly veiled threats.
The second verse is a typical gangsta rap verse, filled with tales of drugs, violence, and criminality. 50 Cent describes his life as a drug dealer and talks about how he has risen to the top of the criminal underworld. He also takes shots at his enemies and brags about his ability to handle anybody who opposes him. The chorus repeats the same phrase ("Murder! Your life's on the line!") over and over again, emphasizing the violent imagery that is common in gangsta rap.
Overall, "Lifes on the Line" (Wnta Remix) is a typical example of the gangsta rap genre. It features boastful lyrics, descriptions of violence and drug use, and a general sense of aggression and bravado. While these themes may not be for everyone, they have resonated with many fans of rap music over the years.
Line by Line Meaning
Nobody likes me
I am aware that people dislike me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Despite knowing that people don't like me, it doesn't affect me negatively
'cause I don't like y'all anyway
I also don't like those who dislike me
And I don't like y'all anyway
I repeat that I don't like those who dislike me
Fuck all y'all!!
I have no respect for those who dislike me or pretend to like me
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
The items I possess speak to my wealth and status, so I don't have to
My gat talk for me
My gun speaks to my ability to intimidate and defend myself
Blat! What up homie
The sound of my gun firing is a greeting and a warning
For bitches who don't know me
This is for women who are unaware of my reputation
They want to blow me
They want to perform oral sex on me because of my status and wealth
Cause the shit I floss wit sayin' a lot for me
The things I flaunt, such as my watch and car, speak to my wealth and help me to intimidate others
I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
I started in the rap game with modesty, but I am now unapologetic and disrespectful towards others
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
I am willing and able to sell drugs to anyone, like those who sell drugs in the city
Coke price go up, cats is come down
When the price of cocaine increases, drug dealers have to sell less to make up for the cost
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
If the police search my home, I won't be there
The bitch who hustle for me, they don't even stash tracks
The female drug dealers who work for me keep the drugs on their person, rather than hiding them
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
The drugs they sell are kept in their butt for safekeeping
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I am not fake, if I dislike someone, I make it known
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin' head like a Hindu
If someone tries to cross me, I will have them beaten severely and may even kill them
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
I am not going to disappear, so people need to adjust to my presence and power
O-G's look at me and see what they used to be
Older gangsters see themselves in me and are impressed by my success
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
I used to be a drug dealer, and people know me for that
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
I am infamous for shooting a fellow rapper named Dice when he was broke and weak
The thug, they pop shit
I am a tough guy who responds aggressively to any disrespect
The thug that pop clips
I am not afraid to shoot others to defend myself or prove my toughness
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
I used to sell small amounts of drugs, but now I am involved in major drug deals
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin' against me
Anyone who tries to challenge me is foolish and in danger
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
I am so expressive and descriptive in my lyrics that even someone who cannot see would understand and visualize what I am saying
Scream murder! (I don't believe you!)
I am daring anyone to accuse me of murder, but they probably won't because they are afraid
Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!)
I am using the threat of murder to intimidate and scare others into submission
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
I still don't think anyone has the guts to accuse me of murder
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
I am warning my enemies that their lives are in danger if they cross me
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I am too dangerous and powerful for anyone to openly challenge
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
I am questioning why people have a problem with me or have tried to challenge me
Make me catch her on the late night
I may seek revenge on someone in the middle of the night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I will shoot at someone with a gun and then quickly run away
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
I am not a skilled shooter, so when I shoot at someone, it may not be accurate or precise
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I am not conventionally attractive, but my mother still loves and supports me
I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit
I dislike rumors, gossip, and secondhand information
Unless he say she say she on my dick
Unless someone is talking about a woman who is interested in me or sleeping with me, I don't want to hear it
Contributed by Brooklyn H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
ShinyDawg
Omg can't believe this has been uploaded by someone, thank you 🙏 the sounds of my childhood 50 cent at his finest!!
Catwalk to heaven 17
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Andrey Remz
Сергей, работа как всегда интересная! Так держать!
Миша Шатров
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lucifersmile
Got this mix in LA in 2003, played the fuck out of it
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