[50 Cent]
That s the sound of the man, [bad word]  that thang - that thaaaang
That s the sound of the man, clappin  that thang - thaaang
Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin , I got ya
Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I m on the edge
I m finna put a shell in a [bad word] head
I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it
The fifth got [bad word] grip and a beam on it
Homie that took the hit on me couldn t shoot this
Say I m skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee
My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. done tripped and do the sets again
Got shot the [bad word] up tryin  to rob the wrong Mexicans
I write my lifestyle, y all niggas is cheaters
Your [bad word] from feds, felons and don diva
Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain t preacher
If you a pimp like kid, why them hoes don t treat ya
If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya
This flow s God sent, it s bound to reach ya

[Hook:]
Problem child, I m familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems
Problem child

[Bridge:]
And why can t you be man enough
To tell me where you [bad word]  from

[50 Cent]
They say you can never repay the price for takin  a man s life
I m in debt with Christ, I done did that twice
I m nice, y all niggas can t hang wit fifty
+Blaaat+, y all niggas can t bang wit fifty
Say I m born to rhyme, there s a shell and a nine
Face stone and the cross, there s a [bad word] I tossed
See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course
You can check C-N-N for the "War Report"
See the drama got me ridin  with a sawed-off shottie
Catch you at the light, I blow ya [bad word] off the Ducati
Man, niggas ain t gon  do me like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don t need no help
Give me a knife, I ll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me a minute, I ll take a [bad word]  car with a pully
See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young
Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn t beat me one-on-one

[Hook:]
Problem child, I m familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems
Problem child

[Bridge:]
And why can t you be man enough
To tell me where you [bad word]  from

[50 Cent]
I must ve broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven
Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven
This cities split  posed to let black cats cross your path
The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin  your [bad word] 
I got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skin
When I [bad word] back, I ma tattoo it again
I m the young buck that let the gun buck
Roll the window down and say: " Sup up, niggas get ready to duck"
My heart is a house homie, fear don t live here
 [bad word] believe me when I say I don t care
Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons
Even when my luck s hard I still count my blessings
See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin 
Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon
If you [bad word] I ma smell you when [bad word] around here
Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn t live in my tier

[Hook:]
Problem child, I m familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems
Problem child