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.
the invitation
50 Cent Lyrics
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Four-hundred Benz, eight-thousand in cash.
Then the ball dropped, gun popped, banks got blast
I make it so hot, one shot'll melt your ass
Got popped up, cried till my eyes turned red
Told myself in the mirror nigga you ain't dead
I'm far from eccentric, I'm so psychotic
I don't need you to shoot for me, nigga I got it
'Less you wan' talk about usin' a hawk for me.
When Al blew Black away I had 'em on some stupid shit
Then my rap shit worked, now I'm super stupid rich
All I do is stunt now, I'm so Maybach
There I go frontin' again I meant to say laid back
Go 'head move wreckless get banged for necklace
I serve 'em with the semi feed 'em a clip for breakfast.
You want some, come get some
Nigga it's murder one, when I toss my gun
You might see me let it off, you might see me run
But you won't see shit, time the police come huh
You want some, come get some
Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun
I jus' squeeze and squeeze 'til the whole clip done
You jus' bleed and bleed till the police come, huh you want some
I got a 8th of dope left half a pound of purple
Shooters in my circle, try me I let 'em murk you
Got more guns than a gun store, beefin' what you want boy
You wan' be nice to me you wan' shoot dice with me?
You want a ace on purpose why you so nervous?
Nigga we from the same hood we come from the same shit
You got gonorrhea too, we fucked with the same bitch
Gettin' money is necessary so me I'm a visionary
And I'm sayin' that house should be a crackhouse
Now see it how I see it, or I bring the straps out
The Tec and the mack out the Sig and the Taurus
The coke and that heckler then nigga we warin'
I let my pistol speak for me and all of 'em foreign.
Click-clack comprende I'm criminal minded
Toss money in the sewer bet nobody find it
Till it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun what?
You want some, come get some
Nigga it's murder one, when I toss my gun
You might see me let it off, you might see me run
But you won't see shit, time the police come huh
You want some, come get some
Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun
I jus' squeeze and squeeze 'til the whole clip done
You jus' bleed and bleed till the police come, huh you want some
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it
Come get it!
Huh, you want some?
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
Fuck that nigga!
Huh, you want some?
The lyrics of 50 Cent's song The Invitation are centered around the rapper's life before and after becoming rich and famous. In the first verse, he mentions having a significant amount of drugs and money before getting in trouble with the law. He also talks about his toughness and the fact that he doesn't need anyone to protect him. In the chorus, 50 Cent boasts about his ability to take on anyone who wants to challenge him and get away with it before the police can arrive.
In the second verse, 50 Cent talks about his violent tendencies and how he has a circle of armed men around him who are willing to kill if necessary. He discusses his past relationships and talks about his obsession with money and power. Moreover, he threatens anyone who tries to cross him and declares war on his enemies.
The Invitation is a hardcore gangster rap song that showcases 50 Cent's street mentality and the consequences of being involved in criminal activities. The lyrics are aggressive and violent, focusing on the rapper's personal experiences in the hood. The song's message is clear: if you mess with 50 Cent, you will face the consequences.
Line by Line Meaning
I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags
I possessed 500 grams of drugs, divided into 58 bags of 50-50 grams each.
Four-hundred Benz, eight-thousand in cash.
I owned a Mercedes-Benz worth $400,000 and had 8,000 dollars in cash.
Then the ball dropped, gun popped, banks got blast
A sudden and violent attack took place where gunshots were fired, and the banks in the area were robbed.
I make it so hot, one shot'll melt your ass
I am a skilled shooter, and one shot from me is enough to take someone down.
Got popped up, cried till my eyes turned red
I was shot, and I cried until my eyes turned red due to the pain and discomfort.
Told myself in the mirror nigga you ain't dead
I tried to console myself and reassure myself that I was not dead by looking in the mirror.
I'm far from eccentric, I'm so psychotic
I'm not weird or strange; instead, I'm mentally unstable.
I don't need you to shoot for me, nigga I got it
I don't require anyone's help to shoot as I'm capable of handling it myself.
When you see me in the hood muh'fucker don't talk to me
When you spot me around the area, don't talk to me unless you're planning to help me attack someone.
'Less you wan' talk about usin' a hawk for me.
I'm only interested in conversing with people keen on discussing using firearms to assist me.
When Al blew Black away I had 'em on some stupid shit
When someone named Al killed Black, I was angry and acted irrationally.
Then my rap shit worked, now I'm super stupid rich
My music career turned out to be profitable and made me extremely wealthy.
All I do is stunt now, I'm so Maybach
I only do things to flaunt my wealth now and own a luxurious Maybach car.
There I go frontin' again I meant to say laid back
I was unintentionally bragging again when I meant to describe myself as relaxed and calm.
Go 'head move wreckless get banged for necklace
If you try to act recklessly, you could end up losing your life over a piece of jewelry.
I serve 'em with the semi feed 'em a clip for breakfast.
I attack my enemies with a semi-automatic gun and shoot them until my magazine gets empty.
You want some, come get some
If you want a confrontation with me, come forward and face me.
Nigga it's murder one, when I toss my gun
I am capable of committing first-degree murder when I draw and use my firearm.
You might see me let it off, you might see me run
If you witness me involved in a shooting, you may see me choose between staying and fighting or fleeing.
But you won't see shit, time the police come huh
You won't witness any aftermath, as by the time the police arrive, things will have already been taken care of.
I got a 8th of dope left half a pound of purple
I have an eighth of an ounce of drugs left and a half-pound of purple.
Shooters in my circle, try me I let 'em murk you
I have trustworthy shooters who will kill anyone who tries to harm me.
Got more guns than a gun store, beefin' what you want boy
I possess an extensive collection of guns so that I am prepared for any conflict.
You wan' be nice to me you wan' shoot dice with me?
Do you genuinely want to be friendly and spend time with me, or are you gambling with wanting a favorable outcome?
You want a ace on purpose why you so nervous?
Are you intentionally trying to win by rolling a specific number and, as a result, feeling anxious?
Nigga we from the same hood we come from the same shit
We are from the same neighborhood and have experienced similar circumstances.
You got gonorrhea too, we fucked with the same bitch
We both have an STD, as we have sexual relations with the same woman.
Gettin' money is necessary so me I'm a visionary
Making money is essential to me, and I consider myself a forward-thinking and imaginative individual.
And I'm sayin' that house should be a crackhouse
I suggest turning one of my properties into a crack house to maximize profits.
Now see it how I see it, or I bring the straps out
You should agree with my point of view, or I will resort to bringing out my weapons to intimidate you.
The Tec and the mack out the Sig and the Taurus
I have a wide variety of guns at my disposal, including a Tec-9, a Mac-10, a Sig Sauer, and a Taurus.
The coke and that heckler then nigga we warin'
If you mess with me, I will retaliate with both weapons and drugs.
I let my pistol speak for me and all of 'em foreign.
I let my firearm do the talking for me, and they are all high-end imported guns.
Click-clack comprende I'm criminal minded
If you hear the sound of my gun's safety being released, understand that I am someone who is comfortable with criminal activity.
Toss money in the sewer bet nobody find it
If I throw my money into the sewer, I bet nobody will be able to find it.
Till it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun what?
Even after it has sat in the sewer and deteriorated, forensic scientists will have a hard time identifying it or using it as evidence.
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it
If you want to face me, I am currently armed and ready.
Fuck that nigga!
I am showing aggression and expressing disdain towards a particular individual.
Huh, you want some?
Are you looking for a confrontation with me?
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
If you show up, I will be there armed and ready for confrontation.
Huh, you want some?
Are you still interested in engaging in conflict with me?
Lyrics © Missing Link Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Manoro Perez Williams, Tyrone Gregory Fyffe
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