It's Fifty, not Fiddy.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
Your experience is your life; the things you go through make you who you are. So I've spent four years being what people call "successful," and all the rest of my life not having it. And maybe because of that, the painful moments are more visible in my memory. If I'm writing about the environment I grew up in, then guns are gonna be goin' off.
Get rich or die tryin'.
50 CENT, Get Rich or Die Tryin'
Money is freedom. Money is a private plane. Money is no metal detection.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house, and if you got a glass jaw, you should watch yo mouth.
50 CENT, "Patiently Waiting"
- Many men, many, many, many, many men
- Wish death upon me
- Lord I don't cry no more
- Don't look to the sky no more
- Have mercy on me
- Have mercy on my soul
- Somewhere my heart turned cold
50 CENT, "Many Men (Wish Death)"
After I got shot nine times at close range and didn't die, I started to think that I must have a purpose in life ... How much more damage could that shell have done? Give me an inch in this direction or that one, and I'm gone.
50 CENT, From Pieces to Weight
When I got shot, it was a $5,000 exchange. The price of a life is cheap.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
I don't necessarily view death as something negative. Death gives meaning to life. Living in fear of death is living in denial. Actually, it's not really living at all, because there is no life without death. It's two sides of the one. You can't pick up one side and say, "I'm just going to use the 'heads' side." No. It doesn't work like that. You have to pick up both sides because nothing is promised to anyone in this world besides death.
50 CENT, From Pieces to Weight
What I think scares people about me is that I was shot nine times, and I'm okay with that. I accepted it and moved on, and it didn't slow me down. Being shot wasn't the most painful experience for me, anyway. The most painful experience was not knowing what I was going to do with my life after my record company didn't accept my phone calls anymore.
Hustling was my internship.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
- I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin
- Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass leakin
Don't wait for them to tell you. Tell them.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
To hear my mom tell it, when she was fifteen years old -- on July 6, 1975, to be exact -- the impossible happened, and she gave birth to me via immaculate conception, just like Mary did with Jesus. She named me Curtis James Jackson III, in honor of her father, but called me Boo-Boo (the one and only true Curtis Jackson was and still remains my grandfather; even Curtis Jr., my uncle, had to take to being called Star). Whenever I asked my mom about my dad, she would say, "You don't have a father. I'm your mama AND your daddy."
50 CENT, From Pieces to Weight
My music is a soundtrack. The film is my life. My music matches things I've experienced or felt. Even if the whole thing is made up.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
I have an issue with anyone who's trying to keep someone who I deem my enemy in a good position. Where I'm from, if you have an issue with one guy and someone keeps standing next to them, just hit him too.
50 CENT, Complex Mag, Oct. 2009
For me, there was no Plan B. I absolutely had to be a success in music. The only thing positive in my life was music.
- Once I squeeze the first shot
- No I aint stopping till my clip is empty
Always have bail money.
50 CENT, Esquire, Jan. 2010
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