Warrior
50 Cent Eminem & Lloyd Banks Lyrics

It's like a throne that he don't even own
He doesn't possess a throne, but he conducts himself like a king

He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around
He doesn't sit in one place, he constantly moves around and behaves like a king

It's like a joke, he's like a king, but he don't rule a thing
He seems to be the king, but in reality, he's not in control of anything

He don't want the diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewelry
He doesn't care about fancy things like diamonds or jewelry, just wants to be successful

He don't want the ring, don't want the loot, he's in it for the sport
He's not in it for the rewards or money, he enjoys the competition and the game itself

Runnin' circles 'round his competition on the court
He is far superior to his competitors on the playing field

He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin' for it
He is grateful for the support he receives, but he does not ask for it

And you can love it, you can hate it but you can't ignore it
People may have different opinions about him, but they cannot disregard his worth

You can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short
People cannot be so ignorant as to underestimate his true potential

But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
No one can dispute the quality of his previous works

And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
He is a troublemaker in nature, like boys from the countryside

And if I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it
If he is lying, someone should call him out on it

This is the story of a warrior, I know you know it
The song is about a warrior, and the listener is aware of it

True warriors go ahead and make some noise (yeah)
Real fighters should make their presence known

It ain't healthy to be makin' niggas paranoid
It's not a good idea to make people anxious or suspicious

Hit your corner with my weapon, I don't need my boys
He can handle things alone, he doesn't need anyone else

I'm doin' a hundred-twenty in the fast lane
He is driving very fast

Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing
He prefers to take things easy and let things happen naturally

Don't give a fuck about you suckas, gotta maintain (yeah)
He doesn't care about other people's opinions, he just wants to keep going

Money, power and respect in this rap game
Success in the rap industry means gaining money, influence, and respect

He's straight out of a neighborhood where niggas hate
He comes from a rough environment where people are hostile

To see you blow and eat your dinner off a bigger plate
People dislike seeing someone else succeed and become wealthy

Their stomach's ache while he's loungin' in the big estate
Other people feel sick seeing someone else enjoying luxuries

And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga skate
He can afford a $100k car when others only have a skateboard

Houses with a bigger gate, houndin' him's a big mistake
He lives in a big house with a strong gate, and attacking him is unwise

He won't surrender, he'll rather give up a rib to break
He won't back down, he'd rather suffer an injury

'Cause he remembers when they wouldn't lend a helpin' hand
He recalls a time when people refused to help him

So he was sittin' on green like a Celtic fan
He had lots of cash, enough to buy expensive things

Created a buzz to where you gotta mention his name
He has become well-known and popular, and people have to talk about him

When you discussin' the illest player that's in the game
The best player in the game is him, and people talk about him when discussing the game

And he's ridin' with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them
He is collaborating with other famous musicians like Eminem, 50 Cent, and Dr. Dre

G Unit records, ain't a motherfucker stoppin' them (stoppin' them)
His record label, G Unit, is unstoppable

He's no magician, man, the kid makes sometin' outta nuttin'
He has no special powers, but he can turn something from nothing

So now niggas from his hood act like he owe 'em somethin'
People from his neighborhood are now demanding things from him, even though he doesn't owe them anything

They talk crazy 'til he send niggas to where they buck 'em
They speak recklessly until he sends people to deal with them

Ask 'em if it's a problem and he'll say, "Nah, it's nothin'"
He doesn't consider any of this a concern

He was gonna help 'em out, but since they fronted, fuck 'em (fuck 'em)
He was willing to assist them, but since they rejected him, he won't help them anymore

He hold his own on his own, the kid is really thuggin'
He is capable of defending himself, he's a true thug

He's rich now, he ain't changed so niggas think he buggin' (yeah)
He has achieved a lot of money but he hasn't changed, which surprises people

He bulletproof everything case niggas try and buck him (uh-huh)
He's prepared for anyone who might try to harm him

Keep two pistols on his hip, I'll show you where he tuck 'em
He has two guns hidden in his waistband

Niggas say they gon' get at him but they can't touch him
People say they'll harm him, but they can't actually do it

Try to catch 'em slippin', they creepin' and start bustin'
If they try to attack him, he's ready to defend himself and shoot back

I can give you niggas somethin' you can talk about
He can provide something entertaining to talk about

I can turn you're smile upside down
He is capable of making people unhappy

You ain't no G, you a fuckin' clown
He is saying that the person is not a real gangsta, but a joke

I can take your girl and tu-uh, turn her out
He can seduce someone's girlfriend and convince her to cheat

Don't hold it in, let it all out
He wants people to express themselves openly

I can give you fuckas somethin' to be mad about
He can give people a reason to be angry at him

Invite her in, send her back out
He can bring someone into his life, then cast them back out

With my DNA all in her mouth
He can leave a lasting impression on someone, even after they're out of his life