Angels With Dirty Faces
Been Around the World
Best Friend
Cant Nobody Hold Me Down
Can't Believe
Child of the Ghetto
Come With Me
Diddy
Do You Like It Do You Want It
Don't Stop What You're Doing
Fake Thugs Dedication
Gangsta Shit
I Got the Power
I Hear Voices
I Need a Girl
If I Should Die Tonight
If You Want This Money
Is This the End?
Is This The End? (Part Two)
I'll Be Missing You
I'll Do This for You
No Way Out
Satisfy You
Senorita
Victory

Angels With Dirty Faces

[Bizzy Bone]
Let it go (Let this angel life go)
Let yourself go
(Time is passin' 'til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherf**ker

We are livin' in the last motherf**kin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
That mean aye'body was wrong
Can you face yourself with that question?
Or the answer? What the f**k do you believe in?

Say goodbye to the bad guy
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my liquor store
Let my niggas learn about in jail
Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we yell
This here's some bullshit like pit bulls in the bull pen
Make that a fine, no
If you don't like my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, throw your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin'

[Puffy]
I'm married to the game and every year's the same
Bullets rain all season
Heaven and Hell is only what you believe in
Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason
Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin
By the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas in every cell
From my block to the world, gave the glock to my girl
Don't mix the kids with the biz'
Baby, the industry's hell worth it

1 - Oh, I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don't let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don't let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don't let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don't let it come our way)

[Puffy]
Look in they grill and get the real
Cuz expressions can mean alot
Threw my trust in your progress
And you guessin' I seen alot
The paper got us dressin' and impressin'
We spend alot
Confessions get us blessings from the Lord
We sin a lot
Wonder will He let me in?
And not constantly tryin' to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy they wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

[Bizzy Bone]
It's P. Diddy muthaf**ka

[Puffy]
Do or die?

[Bizzy Bone]
Don't give a f**k motherf**ker

Roll through, trust no chicken
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's ammunition
Buck, buck ammunition baby
You let me slow down, the guy that got me's fell down
And mami wants to help out
So bought the best computer
Yes, stress never more
Fresh out the foster home
If I had a just talked to the psychiatrist
Tell her 'bout how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy with me?
Come ride with me, provide me with a gun
Slide the weeded road, come get high with me
You don't come weed with me anymore
You don't need me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit I've slept on the floor
Who been left before a black out
Tear up the stackhouse
Comin' out detention or they always rat (Come on)
(Pick it up, ride through)

Repeat 1

Insidious, hiddious, gritty cuz she that gets in the club
Smack the prettiest in a mini
Whittiest beefin' with the mistress
Can see they just beatin' up
Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and nickles
Cuz they're fallin' in love with his teddy book
Give them livin' and pinning a minimum worth a penny
(Gotta be spendin')
We all earn our dollar 'till it is the sour element
What kinda knowledge is this that I be reapin'
Dippin and talking' how it's for money
And ending up going back
We made like forty one trips
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring

[Puffy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
See what you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, then do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, right there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a nightmare
Niggas don't creep, no sleep, feel the heat
They lookin at me funny, f**k a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, bring your clips
War's on my mind
Packin' bullets from the mines, mutha f**ka's

Repeat 1 until fade

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Been Around the World

Intro: Mase

Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin?
You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich
You got niggaz that's mad, cause I'm always with they bitch
Then you got niggaz that just don't like me
You know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz
But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though
see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit
But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever
Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance

Verse One: Mase

Now trick what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do
Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you
Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back
Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that
Funny, never find that, Puff a dime stack
Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, 'Rewind that'
Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo
Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do'
I represent honies with money fly guys with gems
Drive with the tints that be thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray'
No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit
Got plans to get my Land and my 6
Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit
Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh)

Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G.
spoken words by Puff

Been around the world and I I I
And we been playa hated [say what?]
I don't know and I don't know why
Why they want us faded [ahehe]
I don't know why they hate us [yeah]
Is it our ladies? [uh-huh]
Or our drop Mercedes [uhh, uhh]
Bay-bee bay-BEE!

Verse Two: Puff Daddy

I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah)
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's right)
I was a gentleman, livin in tenements
Now I'm swimmin in, all the women that be tens (hoo)
Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
Now my divi-dends be the new Benjamins (uh-huh)
Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon
Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon)
What you waitin for, let the freak show begin
How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz)
Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way
it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy
It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there girlfriend I'm ticklish (heheh)
And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's
Nigga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese

Chorus

Verse Three: Puff Daddy, Mase

Now Puff rule the world, even though I'm young
I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah)
Get em all strung from the tip of my tongue
Lick em places niggaz wouldn't dare put they faces (c'mon)

Before I die, hope I, remake a flow by
In the brand new treasure on a old try
Now when my third dry, even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami's chocha and drive her loca
We never ride far, packed five in a car
Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah)
And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids
all on the corner scream, 'That's my car!'

It was days couldn't be fly, now I'm in a T.I.
Come in clubs with B.I., now a nigga V.I. (uh-huh)
Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold
Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe

Chorus w/ slight modifications
line 1, Puff: C'mon, yeah yeah, uh-huh
line 2, Puff: We been playa hated!
line 3, Puff: Why?
line 4, Puff: Why they want us hated!
line 5, Puff: Why they hate us?
line 6, Puff: Is it our ladies?
line 7, Puff: Say what?
line 8, Puff: Yeah, bay-bee bay-BEE!

Chorus w/ Puff talking while B.I.G. sings
You know, sometimes I gotta ask myself
Why's there so much jealousy in the world?
Don't look at mine, get yours
(music fades)

Radio Show from B.I.G.'s album continued:

OK after these messages we'll be back with
the Mad Rapper and his brother the Mad Producer, after this
*applause*
OK just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself
We'll get you through this
Take a sip of water, deep breath, that'll do it

And welcome back as you can see (You got the check though?)
I'm Trevor Jones and I'm sitting in
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper (Did you get the check though?)
and he's still pretty mad
But, this time he brought someone else with him
and quite frankly (yeah yeah) he's even madder (You god damn right!)
Mr. Producer (yo, youknowhatI'msayin) why are you so mad?

Yo, Iiiiiii, I'ma I'ma keep it real simple for you
Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggaz why you mad son!
Tell them niggaz why you mad son!
(OK, gentlemen please, one at a time)
Tell em why you mad son, word up, tell em why you mad son!
YouknowhatI'msayin? Iiiiiii, Iiiiiii be I be I been
I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin?
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit
Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin?
(Please Mr. Producer, explain yourself, Mr. Rapper, please calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, youknowhatI'msayin?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer neither
And then come to find out youknowhatI'msayin
My brother hipped me to it, the nigga tryin to rap now!
Oh yeah, that's the shit that got me mad!
(Please, Mr. Rapper, once again)
That's the shit that got me mad!
That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin?
(It's a family oriented show)
YouknowhatI'msayin? That's the shit that feds me up
(Gentlemen, please)
Word up, youknowhatI'msayin?
(Disregard the foul language)
I'm watchin this nigga video youknowhatI'msayin?
They got mermaids swimmin in they living rooms and shit
like that youknowhatI'msayin?
This nigga dancin in the rain with kids climbin up mountains and shit
YouknowhatI'msayin?
I'm I'm I'm watchin this nigga video
(I'm gonna have to ask you to refrain from the language)
the car goin two hundred miles an hour
WHERE THE f**k IS HE GOIN?!
(Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain from the foul language)
The nigga climbin out the f**kin car!
(One more time)
Let me see you try that shit on a train!
YouknowhatI'msayin? Try that shit on a f**kin train
What kind of shit, youknowhatI'msayin?
Got a thousand niggaz write for him, let ME write for you
Son my shit is jumpin, I got John Blaze shit...

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Best Friend

[Puffy] (Mario)
I've seen a lot of things in my life
Alot of ups and downs
Made alot of mistakes
No matter what, you've always been by my side
You've always been my best friend
You're the love of my life (Oh)
You're everything to me (Oh)
You never left my side (You're my best friend)
I love you so much (Yes, you are)
You're my best friend

[Puffy]
Since the beginning of time
All you did was bless men
Too young to understand but now you my best friend
How could they doubt you, never think about you
Don't they know nothing's possible without you

Faith without fear that's how they raised me
Words of man kill but never phase me
Grateful for wisdom that you gave me
But still I'm like, dear God I wonder, could you save me?
Too much sinning, gotta be more than plush living
Gotta be more than grabbing nines to buck tin in
Gotta be more than just to lust women
Gotta be more than platinum Rolexes, 600's and crushed linen
Praise your name, I know some of them hate their due
Judgment day, don't they know they can't escape your crew
I'm just trying to live right and pray you take me through
And with this song I dedicate to you, my Lord

1 - [Mario Winans]
Lord, you mean the world to me
Before I was born you chose me
You always hear me when I'm calling
Even catch me when I'm falling
You're the closest one to me
I surrender all to thee
I want the whole wide world to see
That we've always been and we'll always be
Best friends




[Puffy]
Sometimes I reminisce and wonder how I made it this far
Because of you, I'm me, so you the real star
Your hindsight, the time's right to get my mind tight
Then give it to you and let it shine bright
My best friend, only know how to teach the truth
Plant the seeds of life and let them eat the fruit
Can't you see that He spread love for you
Shed blood for you, cry for and die for you
Willies with mac millies know how you get down
We know the drama you bring whenever you hit town
Just remember when you pray, God is love
Gracious, merciful, forgive even the hardest thugs
Life as we know it, it all begins with Him
Life as we know it, it all ends with Him
If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him
He might spaz and blow it, I'm best friends with him

Repeat 1

[Puffy]
Been two and a half years since my man Big passed
Been two and a half years since my world crashed
I needed help, God gave me the power
Gave me the strength to go face to face with my darkest hour
Looked me in the eyes and ask "What you doing unhappy?"
"Don't you know why I'm here?" and started shooting at me
Back to the wall, is my faith gonna play out
Never wavered once, gave me no way out
Your time to die, don't even stress the date
You're coming with me, your soul I'm next to take
I told him "I'm too much blessed with faith"
"And living for Christ" and then he said "Manifest the great"
All of a sudden, what I'm remembering
Ground started to shake, everything trembling
The power of the truth was shooting through my Timberlands
Here was my Lord Jesus Christ, my best friend again, come on

Repeat 1 While:

[Puffy]
You mean everything to me
You've been with me from day one
Even when I thought nobody was there
You were there
You're my best friend
I love you like no other
There is no feeling like this in the world
If you can relate to what I'm feeling
Put your hands in the air for me
Let me see you
Naw, matter of fact clap your hands for me
Clap your hands, come on
Thank you Jesus
You always hear me when I'm calling
Always catch me when I fall, yeah
I surrender all to thee
I want the whole world to see
That you've always been, you'll always be
My best friend
I love you Jesus
Thank you, forgive me for my trespasses
As I forgive those who trespass against me
Thank you

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Cant Nobody Hold Me Down

Huh...Yo turn me up in the headphones
(Puff) Like that? (Mase) Yeah
(Puff) Bad Boy... We ain't goin stop

Now it's on.. on the hot track melt like its hot wax
Put it out all the stores, bet you could shop that
Leave a nigga with a hot hat
Frontin like bad boy.. and got tracks
(Nigga stop that)
There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga
Nickel-nine nigga floss you die quicker
This bed time outta town pie flipper
Turned cristal into a crooked Ides sipper
Everybody want to be fast.. see the cash
F... around weak staff get a heat rash
Anything bad boy way we smash hundred feet a stash
Push a bulletproof east lasts
I'm through being a player and a baller
Just loan me one bad bit so I can sparlah
Mase wanna be the one respect cave 'em in effects
Rock versace silks over spilled brunette
Got green never seen, so you suck my jewels
Clutch my oove, anything I touch I bruise
Puff make his own Lord, nigga f... your rules (That's right)
Goodfellas, you know you can't touch this 'doo

1-Don't push us, 'cuz were close to the edge
We're tryin not to lose our head, uh, hah, hah, hah
I get the feelin' sometimes they make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under, why you wanna take us under..

Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down, Oh no
I got to keep on movin'

Broken glass.. everywhere
If it ain't about the money Puff I just don't care
I'm that goodfella fly guy sometimes wiseguys
Been time I hate'cha, W A ah ah
Mase could you please stop smokin, la, la
Puff why try, I'm a thug, I'm a die ha'
I be out in Jersey puffin hershey
Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby
No I'm never drugged honey when Im in the club G
God know the thug be wantin' to slug me
Could it be I move as smoove as bugsy
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly
Naw I think it must be the girls want to lust me
Or is it simply the girls just love me (Brothers wanna)
Rock my Rolls, rock my clothes, rock my ice
Pull out glocks, stop my light
I'm like damn how these niggas got the cut
Used to be my man how you gonna plot on my wife
Do you think you snake me.. cuz they hate me
Or you got a phd player haters degree
(repeat 1)

Quit that, you a big cat..
Where your chicks at, where your whips at..
Wherever you get stacks I'm a fix that
Everything mass big dreams, I did that
Don't knock me 'cuz your borin
I'm about to sail soarin, straight tourin
Simply a lot of men be wantin to hand me
Cuz their words just don't offend me
We spend cheese, In the West Indies
And come home to plenty of cream bent me
You name it, I can claim it young black and famous
Wit' money hangin' out your anus
And when you need a hit, who you gonna get
Bet against us, not a sho' bet
We made hits that'll rearrange your whole set
And I got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet
(rpt 1)

Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down, oh, no
I got to keep on movin

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Can't Believe

[Carl Thomas] (Faith Evans)
Uh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
(Emotional)

I always dreamed that everything would be okay
With me and you, but I was wrong
When I looked into your eyes
I didn't see all the things I used to see
What's going on?

1 - [Faith Evans]
You gave me reason to believe that
We were always meant to be
But now I see, you were wrong
You can't keep running back to me
With all those "Baby, baby please"-s
No more, no more

2 - [Faith & Carl]
Never imagined
You would be a painted picture
I'm emotional
You saw me leaving
No deceiving, it's official
I'm emotional

[Faith]
I can't forget that night I saw you in the corner
Wrapped up tight, you were wrong ooh
Slow dancing on the floor
While I was watching from the door
So hurt, there you were

Repeat 1

Repeat 2

You had your chance
But you through it all away
Thought you had my love always
Oh baby, I don't understand
Why you think that we could in total unhappiness

Repeat 2 till end

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Child of the Ghetto

Yo, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, G. Dep!

[G. Dep]
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

I guess you niggaz told me right and exact
Shak, shak, right in his back
I might just crack while I'm writin this rap
From even, a tire that snap, I'm light in the sack
I tell you how I feel and that's part of the deal
I'm like, Seagal with the steel but "Harder to Kill"
It's real, big Beans up for lettin me know
Fifteen bet and you blow, better get dough
Won't be a second we won't; they lettin me go
Since pays wisen your ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo (yo) swing yeah back to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, can't recall in between
Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town
Park jams dark shams niggaz breakin it down
Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas
Didn't know the blocks were where the spots would lead us
But hey..

[Chorus]
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Knew what it wasn't, it wasn't the game or the greed
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Niggaz is gamin they ain't who they claimin to be
Niggaz that know me they told me the game it could be - CRAZY

[G. Dep]
I take you back to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can think what you want
And if you.. and if you tell me you can get it from here
Got boom got boom, put shit in the air (yeah yeah yeah)
Get us some gear to get us in here
Waited years to get a premier and did it from here
Harlem - citizen where the kid is in gear, guard him
Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are them
Take you back to the 80's around
Polo Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a pound
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was roofin the rocks
Other niggaz shoe tops, only youth on the block
You dig me - movin in tops and movin these rocks
You get it - we movin them blocks to move in them drops
Skiddin - I guess the niggaz told me right and exact
When they said stop fightin and stack it - get the money nigga

[Chorus]

[G. Dep]
Eighty-one I had fun, eight-two I was new
Eight-three I did me, eight-four I had grew
Eighty-five it got live, eight-six in the mix
Eighty-seven in the kicks, eighty-eight in the whips
Eighty-nine I had the grind, now I know it was flow
Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was dough
Nine-three was the key, nine-four was sure
Nine-five took a dive, nine-six I was poor
Nine-seven did eleven now I'm made out the gate
Nine-nine spit rhymes two-thousand and straight..
Shit, I thought I'd give housing a break
Sit back, countin the cake, and lounge in estates, but yo

[Chorus] - 2X {*to fade*}

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Come With Me

Uh-huh yeah, (2x)
Uh uh-huh yeah, (4x)
Yeah.

Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
See my fall,
See my errors,
Know my faults,
Time halts,
See my loss,
Know I'm lacking,
Backtracking,
Where I met you,
Pistol packing,
Itchy finger,
Trigger happy,
Try to trap me,
Bad rap,
Wiretap me,
Backstab me,
Break the faith,
Fall from grace,
Tell me lies,
Time flies,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.

Come with me,
Yeah,
Come with me,
Uh-huh yeah,
Yeah.

You said to trust you,
You'd never hurt me,
Now I'm disgusted,
Since then adjusted,
Certainly you fooled me,
Ridiculed me,
Left me hangin',
Now sh*t's boomerangin',
Right back at ya,
Think long-ranged,
Narrow minded,
Left me blinded,
I co-signed it,
Sh*t backfired,
Now I'm bouncin' back,
I grinded,
Not many would bear the pressure,
You comprehend me,
You musn't end me,
You offend me,
It's trauma,
Feel the drama,
Come with me.

Yeah,
Uh-huh,
Heh-heh
Come with me,
Don't be afraid,
Yeah,
Come with me.




I close my eyes,
And I see,
You--standing there,
I cry,
Tears--of sorrow,
I die.

Uh-huh,
Yeah.

Front my enemies,
Front my foes,
Damn these hoes,
Is steppin' on my toes,
Back up off me,
Take your hands off me,
Give me room to breathe,
I'm not hearin' it,
I'm not fearin' it,
I'm up to my ears in it,
Bullsh*t,
I'm destructive,
Some women find that seductive,
Some say it's lunacy,
Word diddly,
I've been movin' on,
I ignore you,
Sorry if I bore you,
I neglect you,
Don't mean to disrespect you,
Can't you see--
I love you dearly,
And that's sincerely,
But you annoy me,
You can't avoid me,
I'm here to stay,
Forever,
And ever and a day,
That's never,
I can't let you go,
I can't forget it,
Why you did it,
I won't permit it,
I won't acquit it,
I'm gonna to fight you,
I'll f*ckin' bite you,
Can't stand nobody like you,
You can't run,
You can't hide,
No surprise,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.

Yeah,
Come with me. (2x)

Owwwww.....
Yeah I like this,
Come on, (2x)
Turn me up,
B*tches turn me up,
Yeah, (3x)
Come on now,
Yeah.

Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,

Uh-huh,
You ready now,
Come on check this out,

Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,

Uh,
Oh yeah that's right. (2x)

Hear my cries,
Hear my call,
Lend me your ears,
See my fall,
See my errors,
Know my faults,
Time halts,
See my loss,
Know I'm lacking,
Backtracking,
Where I met you,
Pistol packing,
Itchy finger,
Trigger happy,
Try to trap me,
Bad rap,
Wiretap me,
Backstab me,
Break the faith,
Fall from grace,
Tell me lies,
Time flies,
Close your eyes,
Come with me.

Come with me, (8x)
I'ma take you with me!

I'm gonna to fight you,
I'll f*ckin' bite you,
Can't stand nobody like you,
You can't run,
You can't hide,
No surprise,
Close your eyes,
Come with me!!!

I'ma take you with me!

I'm here to stay,
Forever,
And ever and a day,
That's never,
Come with me.

Uh-huh, yeah, (6x)
Come with me.

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Diddy

Yeah.. it's Bad Boy baby
(Yeah, c'mon) Neptunes (mm, mm, mm, mm, c'mon)
And we won't stop (I like this right here)
Cause we can't stop (yeah)
Yeah, let me tell you somethin
Yeah, check this out

[Verse One]
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nick
Chillin with this chick named Tondalea
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
But she wasn't fond of players, only wanted ballers to spoil her
with six figures and camcorders
So what you tryin to tell me dear?
I got Bently, Benson and Mr. Belverdere
And I just want to blow your mind
I'm talkin literally blow your mind
My repetoire is menage-a-trois and exotic cars
Chillin with the hottest stars
And it ain't no stoppin this
I can't help it I'm a optomist
And I'ma make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon' rock to this
Now say my name, c'mon

[Chorus: Neptunes]
D the I the D the D the Y, the D the I the D
It's Diddy (Hold up!) It's Diddy (That shit's crazy!)
The D the I the D the D the Y, the D the I the D
It's Diddy (Hold up!) It's Diddy (Say whaaat?!)

[Verse Two]
Aiyyo, I came in the door, I said it before
I never the ladies hypnotize me no more
But.. but back to the manuscript
Cause I don't think you can handle this
From New York to Los Angeles
I think the whole world scandalous
I'm just tryin to keep the candles lit
Let the party people dance to this
Get out your seats and clap your hands to this
Because I came too far for me to be bourgeoise
It's a Bentley to you, to me it's a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
Yeah one phone call send two cars
And I still get searched by security guards (that's right)
I guess that's what I have to do
Take the game international, now what you call me?

[Chorus]

(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C'mon work it out girl
I'm tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C'mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl

[Verse Three]
Now hold up, stop (stop) now wait a minute
We don't stop we rock cause ain't a limit
My aim is winnin, got Asian women that'll change my linen
after I done blazed and hit 'em, but
I just wanna rock wit you (that's right)
And take it straight to the top with you
And do what I gots to do, if it's possible
Cause I ain't trying to stop you boo
I, got an agenda, got on a Ninja
One wheelin and killin it not to offend ya
That's when I met this chick named Brenda
Tender, her whole body bend like fender
So let me see you shake it girl (c'mon)
I just wanna see you shake it girl (c'mon)
For the return of the Don, the world in my palm
My moms calls me Sean but y'all call me

[Chorus]

(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C'mon work it out girl
I'm tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C'mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl

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Do You Like It Do You Want It

featuring Jay Z

[Jay Z]
Picture me ballin' in the drop top open skies
In something foreign soarin' 145
The God is calling for my body let my spirit fly
I want it all no lie
Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported
Pedal flooring clutch poppin' boppin' to Lauryn
Now picture me falling

[Puffy]
Never seen never heard never happened never occurred
Now picture me flying 10 000 feet above the sea
Popping bubbly, you'd love to be me
Now picture the servants in the cabin with the sweetest massage
Picture having ice and only wanna speak to God
Picture your dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished
At the same time, tell me what you think matters
Picture all the money that I've gotten off tours
Now picture me plotting for more, picture this nigga

1 - [Both]
Do you like it (yeah)
Wanna do the things that I do
Tell me do you want it (yeah)
Wanna know what it's like in my shoes
Do you need it (yeah)
Wanna see the things that I see
Tell me do you want it (yeah)
Wanna know what it's like to be me

[Puffy]
Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools
Straight flipping, losing my cool
Now picture me gritty, P. Diddy 'bout to run in your house
The gun's with me, put one in your mouth
Now picture me dressed in white linen while your life is ending
Slightly grinning, picture that priceless image
Picture me broke as f**k on your block about to open up
Like Okay nigga, what's up

[Jay-Z]
Picture me driving a course through your home, bustin' a "U"
Screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU f**kING WITH WHO?"
Picture me not being that hustler dude
Picture the Benz, a 5, and the drop not new
Picture the watch ain't platinum, and the rock's not blue
Picture y'all niggaz not knowing how I do
Picture me, better yet picture you
Painting a better picture than the one that I drew

Repeat 1

[Puffy]
Where do you go from here when you felt you've done it all
When what used to get you high don't get you high no more
When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more
When you're expected to win, they ain't surprised no more

[Jay-Z]
Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the tape
How much money can one nigga make in one place
How much dough could you hold in one safe
How many hoes can a nigga really chase

[Puffy]
Where do you go after the applause
After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours
After asking these whores what they after me for
Is it the money? The fame? The house, take it all

[Jay-Z]
The sky's the limit, but I ain't done jumping
Money is fast, but I ain't done running
Picture me driving some wack shit
Picture me folding under pressure, picture that shit

Repeat 1 until fade

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Don't Stop What You're Doing

Chorus:

Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing
You don't really wanna stop
Eh eh
Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing
You don't really wanna stop
Eh eh

Verse One: Puff Daddy

Yeah yeah, uh-huh, check it out, yeah, c'mon
Whether you like it hard or the live guitars
Anything dropped if it's hot it's ours
If it's not it's yours, we on the job
Everybody eatin, everybody involved
You can't stop that like you can't stop rap
Bad Boy stop what's the chance of that?
We don't stop, so check the, mansions and stacks
And we don't have to answer to Jack
No wonder we had this rap shit locked, for eight straight summers
Pull up at the party, eight straight Hummers
Six be the 6th 7th and 8th wonders
Pop corks, we be the toast of New York
And out West, we want y'all to understand
All we wanna do is make you dance
We know the song ain't done wrong when the party is hot
Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you?

Chorus

Verse Two: Lil' Kim

When it comes to the cheese, baby girl roll dough
f**k Domino's, strictly dice
Bet you niggaz won't flow for this ice, notes is the price
Lil sis' walk away with the dough, y'all niggaz still broke
While my pockets on re-up
Y'all niggaz shit on E, what a pi-ty
Ain't it a shame how your man chose me
And you wanna know why, it's mad simple
Even in the winter, still pull a baller wit my jimmies
Drive a Ta-hoe, wit plenty cash flow
He know, anything I touch I blow
And I crush a show, wit my luscious flow
Gotta crew full of niggaz and a Lexus too
All of them hold me down while I'm pressin you
So who stressin who, and even though my nigga gone
Lil' Kim and Puff Daddy keep keepin it on

Chorus

Verse Three: Puff Daddy

Now you can pump this in your jeep, on an off road
Pump this to your blows on the way to the tow
Bang this til you're bein old when you at home
on the six-four, sittin on chrome
Yo we don't stall we ball while you playin the wall
We in the middle of the danceflo', gettin off
Gotta bunch of hot chicks gettin live with us
At the end of the night they gonna slide with us
I could tell y'all the rest but it's ob-vious
To the top now, ride with us, c'mon
We don't stop, we run the game, we don't watch
every single region, we own blocks
Never let up, you tell me, who do it better
Every single I drop, at least two are better
The song ain't the wrong when the party is hot
Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you?

Chorus

Everything we make is hot
Thought I told you that we never stop
Keep risin to the top, yeahhh
Keep risin to the top, yeahhh
(repeat above four lines over another Chorus to fade)

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Fake Thugs Dedication

[Puffy]
Aiyyo
One two, one two
One two, one two
This one right here
Goes out to all the fake thugs out there
Yeah, yeah uh huh

Yo, when you say you thuggin', it doesn't matter
It goes into my mind as just chit-chatter
You may say I have a ego, or just merry free
But none of that tough talk I take seriously
It goes in one ear and right out the other
Heard that fake thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop this
Ha, ha, ha, ha sucker, you missed
I put feelings aside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, keys to the U.S.
And I hate when one attempts to analyze
Franchise, get your hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That dream is over, your body sinking

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, f**ka
You thugs out there who don't got a clue
(You have Brooklyn, ain't shoot the shit out)
Yo, f**k you, you and you, f**k you and you
(You have Jersey, ain't shoot the shit out)
Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew
(We go Uptown and shoot the shit out)
Yo, we want hardcore, smash the walls
I stack, bring it back for y'all
With 40 nigga's after y'all

[Puffy]
We got it ziplocked (that's right)
Everybody hit the floor when the shit drop
Shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We roll, we ball, we all night long
We don't stop, nigga's thought the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, leader of rhyme
BAD BOY, we turn it to the scene of the crime
Immaculate fame, you can have that shit
I just wanna 'gaitor slide with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses that swallow bottles
That magnum shit
Get nice as f**k, leave when the lights is up
Tear it down when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin' nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well
Locked the flow so tight you gotta know
I'mma tumble 'fore they rock my dough
Motherf**kers

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, f**ka
You thugs out there, you don't got a clue
(You have Boogie Down, don't shoot the shit out)
Yo, f**k you, you and you, f**k you and you
(You got Shaolin, don't shoot the shit out)
Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew
(You have QB, don't shoot the shit out)
Yo, you want hardcore, smash the walls
I stack, bring it back for y'all
With 40 nigga's after y'all

[Puffy]
Aiyyo ladies, get up
Bounce your tits up
Be happy Brooklyn ain't shoot this shit up
Cause I see some ladies tonight
That I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab fare
Yo, I'm all for drama, a little clap clap there
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap gear
But you see honey that I'm rappin with there?
All I need is a minute to get her back to the Leer
Back where it is, less traffic there
Where Cease is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, we slide and divide
If she ain't with it, I-95
Hit the road tramp, and don't you come back no more
No more, no more, no more

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, f**ka
You thugs out there, you don't got a clue
(You got Def Squad, don't shoot the shit out)
Yo, f**k you, you and you, f**k you and you
(You got Bad Boy, don't shoot the shit out)
Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew
(We go Brick City, don't shoot the shit out)
Yo, you want hardcore, smash the walls
I stack, bring it back for y'all
With 40 nigga's after y'all

Repeat chorus until fade

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Gangsta Shit

featuring Lil' Kim Mark Curry

Intro: Puffy
To be or not to be

Chorus: Lil' Kim
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit

It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit
It's that gangsta gangsta gangsta shit

Verse One: Puffy
Ain't another crew like us,
That could do like us
See the world from a view like us,
Still always come through like us
They ain't true like us,
If they only knew like us
There's less than a small few like us,
And they ain't pay dues like us,
Never on P's and Q's like us,
They don't move like us,
They don't have the right to choose like us,
Or get mad cause they ain't blew like us
They ain't on que like us,
They don't fit the shoe like us,
Don't know who's who like us, (who dat?)
Strangers,
Ain't aware of the danger
They heads up wit thoroughbred cats
That knock em back to get they ac's???
They a hard case to crack,
I'm a hard face to track
Fast as they can test us,
We flip em on they backs, like that
The many men that make or break must stay together
Cause together, its hard to break us
Chorus: Lil Kim
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit

Verse Two: Mark Curry
I'm a have to warn em,
You don't wanna double cross us
Haven't you heard,
How many got they loss with us
You don't wanna force with us,
Cause shit cause with us,
Ain't nobody boss with us
We got fours to dust
It's no being better off than us
And ain't a hotter source than us,
And these streets ain't divorcing us
We ain't got no remorse in us,
Know to hold your horse with us
No cuttin shorts with us,
Here to stay, no abortin us
No extortin us
Between us,
We got the mic to maime with artillery
The four is all free range
Who's domain
When shots ring, who remains
They refrain,
Who walks away with the gain
Us
Thorough niggas thats hard to top
Together, were too hard to stop

Chorus: Lil' Kim
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit

Verse Three: Lil' Kim
Ain't a bitch like me,
That can spit like me,
Who could say they rich like me,
They don't hold a four fifth like me,
Ain't a hit like me,
Nobody load the clip like me,
Cut coke and flip like me
Make hit after hit like me
Wear the title Queen Bitch like me,
Ya'll ain't good and fed like me,
And ya'll don't give head like me,
Plus your crew don't break bread like me,
Think about it
This a one shot deal
Ya'll got one shot still
When my gunshot peel
Thats a one shot kill
I'm so far ahead,
Ya'll can't touch my last spread
Cause most of ya'll is misled and underfed
Hey, what can I say
I'm a ???????
Now all aboard if you ridin my train
Choo chooo
I can represent they gang,
Whether you from the east side (east side)
Or the west side,
worldwide

Chorus: Lil' Kim
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit (its that gangsta shit)

It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit

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I Got the Power

[Verse One: Styles]
My click is in it til it's over, never sober
Bustin over, lay in the lane with the 'caine in the Rover
Pray to Jehovah, for the nigga with the Ruger
The young Don, the Heron mover
You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle
Motherf**k your pit with no muzzle
So chill cuzo, let me blow for my niggaz
Runnin round, get down like motherf**kin gorillas
Shorty bop the wolop, in the spot with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered
Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin money
It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny
Black I'm tryin to live, somethin got to give
But everyday's the same old, runnin from po-po
Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa
Yo, it's the style see it's still the same
And when worse comes to worse, I steal the 'ciane
Papi know my face, so he don't expect it
Runnin from the gutter so he gots to accept it
Stripped his ass naked, then I put a slug in him
He just another motherf**ker, ain't no love in him
I put a bug in him, never sleep on one who never slept
I take my last breath every time I hit the meth
It's the D to the E, M to the O N
Blowin, steady playin shotgun, throwin
Don't you see the shorty with the baseball cap
Don't make me flip motherf**ker with this baseball bat
Best to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine
from yo' dome to yo' motherf**kin spine

[Chorus: Puff Daddy]
I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't f**k wit
That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit
That nigga that you can't get along wit
Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit
That nigga that you see in the videos
That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes
That nigga that'll die for his main man
That nigga with the gettin money gameplan

[Verse Two: Sheek]
Haven't you heard that Bad Boys move in silence yet?
When you increase the peace, the mo' wild it get
I'm only sizin you niggaz from the waist up
And I ain't, wettin no parts you can't touch with makeup
Mr. Jacob without the Ladder
It don't matter clap your wake up and do a shakeup
nobody badder, since the, baby finksta
I was in the playpen wai-tin for kids to enter
Shit I even blitz the rich to get chips
Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip
Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip
Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb
Blown the hall pearl wide been long gone
Plus I got the power to ramshack, you dig that?
Worldwide while you simply thug where you live at

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Jadakiss]
You don't really wanna get involved, with the L-O-X car-tellers, Goodfellas, that's who we are
You can't outsell us, it ain't shit you could tell us
Jealous dog, cause we spread like relish
Bad Boys, and we all eat together
When it go down, then we draw heat together
Since I made the connection with the big man
I done got big plans, to be a little nigga in the big Land
Ghetto star, presidential all gift wrapped
And what you call weight? I know cats who sniff that
Enjoy life, what are you sayin?
If the DA ain't got a nigga payin, papi got him weighin
Anything to do with money you can count J in
Next time we bring it to these faggots we ain't playin
Cream of the crop, and we ain't never gon' stop
Hittin you in your head with that butter from The Lox

[Chorus] - fades out

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I Hear Voices

Sometimes I think you motherf**kers dont know where I be coming from
What I am trying to do to
Sometimes I hear voices
I cant sleep
Turn the lights on

Verse 1
Make money is the motto
Staying desparados
No chance of hitting the lotto
Lets take it to the neck wit this bottle
Get in the eldarado
And break from this bitch full trottle
You like f**kin fashin models?
That only waddle with cats that flash stacks
Or squable with niggas that flash gats
They squirt hot pellets out there nosels
Leave a nigga hurting on the block sounding like when you gargel
The hero niggas that plot
Them zero niggas they got
They never get a chance to bust shot
Curled up in a knot and then forgot on the spot
Then i am on the run wit a gun smoking hot
Run around the girls i know
Places that i only know
Goodfella not gunshotto
When i tell niggas make money is the motto
f**k the niggas that squable
I hit them back and fourteen hollow

Chorus Carl Thomas X1
I hear voices,, Inside
And I see crime, dont die
And i need changes
ohhhhhhh. ohhhhhhh
please, please, please
Dont go Dont go

Verse 2
Representing my money for the love of my money
I leave ya mad stiifer then a mummy
I miss it If i catch them coming for me
When i try to tell a dummy
You took it like i was saying something funny
Took it like my word wasnt shit
Like i wasnt legit
What occurs is gonna be hard to forget
Thats something i will never admit
When i feel my eye start to twitch
Things start to happen and my voice start speaking a diffrent hitch
Trying to keeps low though
They dont really know though
Bad Boy the motherf**kin logo
Stay on your toes
They shouldnt get mistaken
Hope they dont think i am faking
Mess around and get their life taking and shaken
You know the rule of thumb be
Dont try to take nothing from me
I rule it wit a street state slumpy
Make moneys the motto
f**k the niggas that squable
I know it might be hard for ya to swallow

Chorus X1 (puffy talks under chorus)
Puffy
Sometimes i feel like you dont understand
Where i am coming from
Where i am trying to get to
Shit is real deep. Shit is deeep

Verse 3
They dont have to correct understanding me
f**k what they planning for me
I jus wont accept the bullshit they handing me
Still standing after the trouble remains with me
Keep trying to make it clear and explain to me
And all that negative shit pretaining to me
What ya think I claiming to be
Straight heart staying with me
I can tell its about to go down
I tell them to slow down
before I send them low down
And skip out of town
But i dont wanna but i will do it if i gotta
The situation is serious and getting hotter
You know what they say about a those that slow on the trigger
Less then a second too late and you dead nigga
I take aim and i squezze in the lever
Like I told them
Until he figures out
That make money is the motto
Something ya'll should follow
And i dont got no time for the squable

Chorus X2 (Puffy speaks under chorus)
Sometimes you get tired
sometimes you get fed up
Dont hate me
Hate ya self motherf**kers
Cause i aint never gonna stop
I aint never gonna stop
Making it forever and forever forever
Thats just the way it is
Thats just the way it is gonna be

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I Need a Girl

[Chorus]
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Stand by my side)
Gon' call for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my bail for me, make sales for me
Have a baby with (This is what she'll do)
Lie to industry (Be my baby momma too)
Someone who'll never leave (And always be true)
How I wish my wife could be you

[Loon]
I need a girl that'll ride for me
Situation get real bitch'll die for me
Even step in the courtroom and lie for me
I'm talkin' about right hand in the sky for me
Do twenty-five for me, nigga steal a pound for me
Shorty probably blow a nigga to the sky for me
And go and sit in a chair that'll fry for me
And lord know if I die she gon cry for me
Never say bye to me
I can't deny shorty love is official
Even though love ain't the issue
Shorty still smuggle the pistol
Packin' a gat then hug you and kiss you
Show you love when other niggas that diss you
You on the real
That's the type chick a nigga need
The type smoke all a nigga's weed
And still move at a nigga's speed
Never a victim of a nigga's greed
Especially if she runnin' round with a nigga's seed

[Chorus]

[P. Diddy]
I had a girl that woulda died for me
Didn't appreciate her so I made her cry for me
Everyday she had tears in her eyes for me
I caught a case shorty took the whole ride for me (Thank you)
At first we were friends then became lovers
You was more than my girl we was like brothers
On late nights we would play fight under covers
Now you gone can't love you like I really wanna
But every time I think about your pretty smile
And we used to drive the whole city wild
Damn I wish you woulda had my child
A pretty little girl with Diddy style
Shit is wild
Now these's days that I reminisce
About my little mami I'ma always miss (I miss you)
But long as you happy I'ma tell you this
Ain't nothin' that's broke that we can't fix
Mamacita

[Chorus]

[Loon]
Now I done seen chicks come and go
Some in it for the love some want the dough
But some of them confused and don't really know
The difference between a woman and a silly ho
But on the low
I'ma tell you how it really be
'Cuz I be chillin' where the young willies be
Strip clubs, sit buzzed spend twenty G's
Shit bugged stick dubs where they titties be

[P. Diddy]
This nigga Diddy be chillin' with the prauda mamis
Posted up with the chick with the hottest body
Yo shorty all on me little hot tamale
(But I'ma ride for you Daddy) Then I got you mami
Cause all I wanna do is take care of you
And do things that the playas ain't prepared to do
Like if I rock ice you gon' wear it too
f**k wit me I have the whole world stare at you
You feel me girl?

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If I Should Die Tonight

Sometimes I think about dyin
Yeahhh-haaa
Unfortunately, I'm seein a lot of death in my life
Oahhhooooh
I seen a lot of friends die
I seen a lot of family members die
If, I, should, diiiiie tonight
When I think about dyin, I think about
Won't it be, alllll, before my time?
a sense of release
Just released from all the pressures
I know dyin, sugar yeah
and all the negativity
cause, I know you
I also think about, finally, gettin a chance to see
all the loves ones again
If, I, should, diiiiie tonight
that left before me
That'll be kinda fly
Won't, it be, alllll, before my ti-me
Walk through the gates, see my grandmother
See BIG, see God, heh
I know dyin, sugar yeah
Shit is crazy
Because I know you, know youuuu
I never been afraid to die
If I should, diiiiie tonight
But I know I don't wanna die
Not just yet anyway
Won't it be, alllll before, my time?
Feel like I got a lot more livin to do
I know dyin, sugar yeahhhhaeahhh
Lot of unfinished business
Cause I know, you, ohhhhh
KnowhatI'msayin?
If I, should die, tonight ba-by
We'll see
Won't it be far before my time?
I know dyin
What does it all mean?
Sugar yeah
Sugar yeah
What does it all mean?
Yeahhahahhhahhhhhahhh
*music fades*
I don't wanna die...

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If You Want This Money

You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x)
Yeah!

[Morock]
This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love
I cripple thugs, just because
You not Jada but you could, kiss the slugs
Until your place hit up
Rap niggas in the studio, wasting bucks
You're better off making sure papi know your name well
Guess who ghostwrite for me, my brain sails/sells
Now believe it, better place checks
Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF

[Classy Freddie Blassy]
I put it down for mine, my crew live a life of crime
Constantly non-stop, when they on the climb
And BK, no such thing, it's dark
The sun go down, the tool start to spark
Outline in chalk, moms lift the part
Cases handle in the street, motherf**k the court
Shouldn't talk the talk, you can't walk the walk
It's The Hoodfellaz, what the f**k y'all thought?

[G. Dep - Chorus]
Now if you want this money baby
Then I guess you in the right place
And if your mind ain't right sugar
Then you need to get up outta my face
So what's the deal?
Cant' ya see how a nigga feel?
And let me know if you gon' ride tonight
Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day

[Verse]
It's like that y'all (that y'all)
Don't get it twisted with the rap y'all (rap y'all)
Still walk around with the gat y'all (gat y'all)
Don't make me have to point it at y'all (at y'all)
And clap y'all (clap y'all)
That's how I see things goin'
Chains showin', rings glowin', Range Rovin'
And my nigga push ki's like Beethoven
It's gonna stay like that till the pearly gates open

[P. Diddy]
And here we go {overlaps Verse's last line}
Aiyyo, let's get it where it needs to be
Tuned in to the, P-the-D, please believe
I told y'all it's on for life
The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write
Hold it down, hold the crown
What I gotta brag for? Y'all should know by now
Cats talk this and that, so we rip the track
This a fact, it's a wrap, uh!

(Chorus)

[G. Dep]
Yo, yo
Niggas mad at the fact we bad
Man I won't stop like a New York taxicab
If your shit wack, we burn
If you got beef, we come back like a tax return
We get money, hold money, no quotas
We gon' f**k around and do this murder, no motive
Aiyyo, I burn more
Wait till I drop it, then you can learn more (Why?)
Cause you a turn-off

[Poppa Sims]
Numb in my veins
And bought enough to numbin' the brain
Lovin' the brain, let a slob till it's come and arrange
Strollin' the block, honey holdin' the glock
1-9, come on baby, it's crunch time
In a truck blue, yellin' my f**k you's
Doin' a buck-2, circle hoods like Doug Ghouls
Huggin' the piece, ha ha, Sim is the word on the street
Come on, I can make dessert outta beef

(Chorus - till fade)

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Is This the End?

[Cheri]
This is a story about two riders
One's from Chicago
And the other is from New York

[Twista]
Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
But I'm coming back with a vengence
Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
Thought it was the end
Wish every motherf**ker's in like sentence
Where they been since?
Let me not go deep in the story
But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
Got me going off in the zone
Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
Hear the drama how it happen
Back for one minute
You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
When I plays the beholder
Hit the land like a crusier
But in the Range with the Rov'
Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
Blast when you crash through the exit
We still alive but the opposition gotta die
When they go then it's on to the next shit
When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
Thus crackin' our winshield
That stud shoulda been killed
Kept shootin' 'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill
Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen
Ain't nobody here to hold it
Feelin the escape was kinda golden
Now we dozin'
More niggas have rolled in
They started comin' at us with high-tech shit
It's only so much one mac can do
But you know what we got to do
Don't get in the wind
Is it the end or chapter 2
They coming after you

1 - [Cheri]
Living my life on the run
With these niggas coming after me
Is this the way that it has to be
I can't tell these dreams from reality
Now I'm not afraid to die
So it really don't matter to me
It just might be my destiny
I hope you niggas is ready for me

[Puffy]
Yeah, yeah
Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces
As the trouble increases
Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases
I'm on the run like Jesus
The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness
Killers on our asses, plus I'm in 'suit, winney badges
Red and blue light flashing
Now, let's see who's the fastest
Slide through the street like a real C
Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift
Damn it, ain't no brakes
I feel like a enemy of the state
We on the run like Will Smith
Pumpin' some real shit
Since the car won't slow down
I had to crash through a window
Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown
Didn't know what we was in for
Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition for the gun play
Now I hear some bullets ricochet, motherf**ker's got to get away
T., let's go this a-way through the ally
Where these niggas can't score me
And max me a building attack me
Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me
There 20 minutes exactly
Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out
Get set for the hardcore, could you tell where the sky phone
Me and T. on the plane on our way to Chicago
When we landed in O'Hare
A cop yelled out "Freeze, we sent here to capture you"
Nigga, you know what we got to do
Tell me, is this the end or chapter 2
They comin' after you

Repeat 1

[Twista]
People better get goin' for the big clone
Leave our shit blown
Coming at us with a C gun, gotta get calm
Then I pick up on the jet phone
So I could see if my bitch home (hello)
Hope the cop that drop them and took a strap then split
Simply, but we acted quick
Damn, there was a glock
Then we dipped up in the parkin' lot
We saw one Jag' at the Jack-O-V
When we got up on the highway, too smooth
Run away to the hood and we workin' with some new rules
Can't be one who loose
Go to the hideout, make a call for some new tools
And I'm feelin' these fools, we got beef who can die
That want a piece of the pie
But now we got his keys to the shop
And niggas gotta live slow 'till at lesat if they try

[Puffy]
Now we can flip my bitch named Angela
She my weed and my wipe and handler
Branding her with a tattoo with my name on it
Make her feel like I'm the man for her
But she lookin' suspicious
And somebody at the front door
Now she looking scared
Soon as I let out the air saying my bitch
Angie up and shot T. in the leg

[Twista]
Should go through the back door
Feelin' torture and pain
I heard shots in the front
Oh we about to die
Straight Kamakozi and ride
There are two things from the start
You wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
I can't make it that easy to ride for me
And when I saw the enemy, I let it ride
Tell me, is this the end or chapter 3?
They comin' after me

Repeat 1 until fade

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Is This The End? (Part Two)

featuring Twista

This is a story about two lives
ones from chicago and the other is from New York

[Twista]
Now nigga what you thinking of repentence
But I'm coming back with the vengence
Running like the essense it was intense bottom was the end
I bring these motherf**kers like sentence
What its been sin let me not go deep in the story
But douple up free when Im rapping got me going up in the zone
Then let my niggas and bitches dat heard a nigga and how it happened
Got thrown in it you remember I was crazy in the shoulder
When I praised to be holder hit a man
Like a crusier within a range with the rover
Instead of you feeling strange to a soldier
Me and puff dropped in the parking lot
I already found the key so lets crawl on the floor
But I decided to rob but we still tracked
I have found a shop I gotta bust that hoe who you gotta drive
I'ma let the M.O.L.L. ride blast when you crash through the exit
You still alive but our oppersition gotta die when it goes in the zone
To the next shit when the car speed stomp I blast my heat on
Guns cocked I'ma winshield thats us should of been killed
Kept shootin till I see his dirty face do a windmill
Startin cashin for mojin now we frozen aint nobody here holding
Been in th staples kind of golden now we doulging no niggas have roading
They started coming at us with high tec shit
Theres so much a mac can do but you know what we got to do
Dont get in the wind cause this is the end of chapter 2
they coming after you

Chorus
Living my life on the run, wit these niggas coming after me
Is this the way that it has to be
I cant tell these dreams from reality
Now I'm not afraid to die so it really doesn't matter to me
It just might be my destiny I hope you niggaz is ready for me

[Puff Daddy]
So my whole empire crumbling into pieces as the trouble increases
Escape as feces when the car speed releases I'm on the run like Jesus
First chapter was sadness but this one is madness killas on our ass
Plus a few goodie bags is where we write fashions
Now see whos the fastest stop cross streets like a will C
Hit the curb but some still swear damn they aint no brakes
I feel like the "enemy of the state" we on the run like Will Smith
But this is some real shit so the car wont slow down
I had to crash through a window neva shook but now we gonna come
With the showdown didnt know what we was in for
Somehow someway we gotta get the ammunition for dumb play
Now I hear somebody recache motherf**kers gotta get away
T(twista) lets go this a-way throught the ally
But these niggas cant star me Im askin the bell and taxi
Betta shake for the kennedythey cant catch me
There in 20 minutes exactly get tickets for the first airline
First flight out just suffer the hardcore can you tell whats going for me
Me and T on the plane on our way to chicago
When we landed an old head a cop yelled freeze take a seat
We have captured you nigga you know what we got to do
Tell them niggas its the end of chapter 2 we comin after you

chorus

[Twista]
People betta get goin for the big clone If your shit blown
Coming at us wit a set dome gotta get cloned
Then I pick up a legit phone so I could see if my bitch home (hello)
Call the cop dropped them and took a strap and split
See me while we at the quick damn nigga thats a glock
We got that from the parkin lot we sold the bag like a jack of it
Now we got up in the highway to smooth we run away to the hood
We now workin wit some new rules cant be the one who lose
Go to the hide out nigga call for some new tools and I'm fillin these fools
Who got beef within God they want a piece of the pie
they neva give the streets a shot niggas gotta know songs
at least if they try

[Puff Daddy]
Now we creep on a bitch name Angelous she my weed and wife
Betta handle her branden her with a tattoo of my name on it
Make her feel Im the man for her but she looked suspicious
Somebody at the front door now she looking scared
Soon as I let out the air seeing my bitch Amby up her shot tears in atlanta
She opened the back door felt the torture and pain
I heard shots in the front oh we about to die straight kawakahzei
No lie dropped two things for the stunt you wanna go to war
I'll take you to war I cant make it that easy blastin me
Now you my enemy I let em rise tell me is this the end of chapter 3?
they comin after me

Chorus -2x

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I'll Be Missing You

Yeah... this right here (tell me why)
Goes out, to everyone, that has lost someone
That they truly loved (c'mon, check it out)

[Verse One: Puff Daddy]

Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show
I laced the track, you locked the flow
So far from hangin on the block for dough
Notorious, they got to know that
Life ain't always what it seem to be (uh-uh)
Words can't express what you mean to me
Even though you're gone, we still a team
Through your family, I'll fulfill your dream (that's right)
In the future, can't wait to see
If you'll open up the gates for me
Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend (uh-huh)
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it's real, feelings hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the pain I feel
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living your life, after death

[Chorus: Faith Evans]

Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I'll be missing you
Thinkin of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I'll be missing you

[Puff] I miss you Big

[Verse Two: Puff Daddy]

It's kinda hard with you not around (yeah)
Know you in heaven smilin down (eheh)
Watchin us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where I'll keep you friend
Memories give me the strength I need (uh-huh) to proceed
Strength I need to believe
My thoughts Big I just can't define (can't define)
Wish I coul turn back the hands of time
Us in the six, shop for new clothes and kicks
You and me taking flicks
Makin hits, stages they receive you on
Still can't believe you're gone (can't believe you're gone)
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living you're life, after death

[Chorus]

[Faith Evans] Somebody tell me why

[Interlude: Faith Evans]

One black morning
When this life is over
I know
I'll see your face

[Outro: 112]

Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
Every night I pray, every step I take
[Puff] Every day that passes
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] Is a day that I get closer
[Puff] To seeing you again
Every night I pray, every step I take
[Puff] We miss you Big... and we won't stop
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] Cause we can't stop... that's right
Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] We miss you Big

[Chorus 2X with variations]
[Chorus 1X with interlude 2X over the top to fade]

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I'll Do This for You

[Puffy] (Mase) |Kelly|
Yeah, we up now, yeah (Uh c'mon)
Yeah, we up now (Uh, uh c'mon)
We up now |Baby, I like it|
Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh c'mon)
(Uh uh c'mon) |I like it babe|
(Uh uh c'mon)
(C'mon c'mon c'mon)
They're back

[Puffy]
Yo, now nobody party like we party
You wouldn't know 'till you cats see me party
I hardly sip bacardi
So your clique think a nigga to pretty to sip a mixed drink (uh uh)
But chicks think when they see I be a V.I.P. D-I-double D-Y
Be the cat that kick back, bring all the stars out
Same cat you know bring all the cars out (yep yep)
All our street cats buy all the bars out (yep yep)
Don't know whatch'all 'bout but I'm livin' it up
Ten mill' yeah, I'm bigger than what
So you know on the low when I blow, niggas givin' it up (they got to)
They know why everything I touch is so fly
Mult-I so I stay swimmin' in cho-chi
All day the niggas from New York to Norway
My name hold more weight than Broadway

1 - [Kelly Price]
You like the way I do the things I do
It's all for you
No way to fill my shoes
Cuz all I do, I do for you

The more cheddar, the more better
Ever since I was young I was a go-getter
And you should know better to call Puff the coketeller
Knowin' I'm a Hummer wholesaler
And you should know this
I'm a poet, got money won't show it
I'm like Russell plus I got the right hussle
Talk slick, I might bust you
Watch your manners, I be on the cameras
I be the next cat down in Atlantis
Or Pacific to be specific, lifestyle too terrific
Hop in the van shop when we land
Don't worry bout the pilot chattin' in the Chopper's my man
I ain't only from Harlem, I'm from the Heartland
When I got problems I send in a dark van
Cats in the street treat me like a mob man
Been number one so much, call me Mr. Chart Man

Repeat 1

Yo, I tried to hold back, I can't hold back
Y'all could be all that, I want it all back
I sat back, let niggas get they dough
I played the cut and let niggas rip they show
Sip they mo', watch niggas pop they Cris'
Cop they whip, brag about they watch and shit
But watch this shit, I'mma put a stop to this
I got to flip, the v's niggas pop the shit, come on
And I been copped the six, been droppin' hits
Been rock my wrist, and flood my dial
These haters be hatin, but love my style
And ladies go crazy, they love my smile
P. Diddy the man push Bentley Sedan, nigga
Get money, that's simply the plan
True Chocolate Mack who's pocket's fat
You wanna rock nigga, rock to that with Bad Boy

Repeat 1 while:
[Mase] (Puffy)
Yep yep, All Out
Yep yep, H World
Yep yep, Bad Boy
Yep yep, wanna blow
Yep yep, I'm a problem
Yep yep, can I be
Yep yep, Crime Fam'
Yep yep, suga suga
Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
Uh uh, uh uh (Yeah, we up now)
Uh uh uh uh uh (yeah, yeah, true that)
Uh uh uh uh uh
All Out, we back we back
(We gon' see what you could do now cuz we up now)
Yeah Baby Stase, Blinky Blink
(It's our time, come on, come on, come on, come on)

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No Way Out

Damn
I would have never thought it ever woulda been like this
Life is crazy
God -- please watch over my family
Please protect em
Forgive my enemies -- for they know not what they do
Please Lord -- forgive me for my sins, and protect me from evil
For thou art the kingdom, the power, and the glory
Now and forever
In your name we pray
Amen

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Satisfy You

Puff:
All I want is somebody who's gonna love me for me
Somebody I can love for them
All this money dont mean shit if you ain't got nobody to share it with
I love you as the world you feel me

(Chorus)
R. Kelly:
He don't understand you like I do
No he'll never make love to you like I do
So give it to me
Cause I can show you 'bout a real love
And I can promise anything that I do
Is just to satisfy you

Verse 1 (Puff)
When it hurt I ease the pain girl, corress your frame
Get them worries off your brain girl, I'm in your corner
Do what you want its your thang girl, I persist and travel
We one in the same girl, it aint a game
So I can't play with you, I wanna lay with you
Stay with you, play with you, grow old and gray with you
In good and bad times, we'll always make it through
Cause what we got is true, no matter what they say to you
I could straight lace you, not just appearance
Stimulate your mind, strength and your spirits
Be your voice of reason when you ain't tryna hear it
You want it but you fear it but you love it when u near it
Set her on the sofa get a little closer
Touch you right, do it like a man's suppose ta (to)
Knew you was the one, thats why I chose ya
Cause you get down for yours and ride like a soldier

(Chorus)
R. Kelly:
He don't understand you like I do
No he'll never make love to you like I do
So give it to me
Cause I can show you 'bout a real love
And I can promise anything that I do
Is just to satisfy you

Verse 2 (Puff)
Your soul ain't a toy, you ain't dealin with a boy
Feel emptiness inside? I can fill that void
When you spend time with your women and listen
It shines more that any bagguette diamond can glisten
I can't impress you with the cars and the wealth
Cause any woman will will and drive and get it herself
I'd rather show you it's heartfelt, make your heart melt
And prove to you you're more important than anything else
Worthwhile special like my first child
When I see your face it's always like the first time
Our eyes met, I knew we'd be together in a tri-jet
I wanna give you things that I didn't buy yet
Hold you, mold you, don't know, let me show you
Ain't no tellin what we could grow to
Let it be known, I told you
And I'ma be there for whatever you go through, my love's true

(Chorus)
R. Kelly:
He don't understand you like I do
No he'll never make love to you like I do
So give it to me
Cause I can show you 'bout a real love
And I can promise anything that I do
Is just to satisfy you

(Bridge)
R. Kelly:
Don't let him sing you a sad song (No baby)
Waiting for love like this too long (You don't have to wait, you don't have
to wait on him, baby)
All that you need I can give you (You don't have to wait, you don't have to
wait on,)
I do, satisfy you (You don't have to wait on him)

Verse 3 (Puff):
I'm the light when you can't see, I'm that air when you can't breathe
I'm that feeling when you can't leave
Some doubt, some believe, some lie, cheat, and deceive
So It's only you and me
When you're weak, I'll make you strong, here's where you belong
I ain't perfect, but I promise I won't do you wrong
Keep you (a)way from harm, my love is protected
I'll wrap you in my arms so you'll never feel neglected
I'll just make you aware of what we have is rare
In the moment of despair, I'm the courage when you're scared
Loyal, down for you, soon as I saw you
Wanted to be there cause I could hold it down for you
Be around for you, plant seeds in the soil
Make love all night, bending bed coils
You're a queen, therefore I treat you royal
This is all for you, cause I simply adore you

(Chorus)
R. Kelly:
(Baby he) He don't understand you like I do
No he'll never make love to you like I do
So give it to me
Cause I can show you 'bout a real love
And I can promise anything that I do
Is just to satisfy you

Chorus to fade
Puff:
This one right here goes out to all my sisters

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Senorita

[singing by India]
Sabes bien que fue un enga~o
lo que me hiciste fue un pecado
asi mismo me enga~aste (~ substituted for the spanish n)

translation: You know well it was a lie
what you did to me was a sin
that's the way you betrayed me....

Verse One: Puff Daddy

Honey I keep you hot and wet, just flooded with ice
And you can spend all day and chill, all night
Come sleep with the king, peep what I bring
Every few weeks it's a bigger size ring
Carats ain't nuttin when the cabbage ain't nuttin
I got habits like goin to Paris I ain't frontin
You can never need for nuttin, only one pipe
Would you like to go to dinner, wit Jordan and his wife?
Am I moving fast? It could happen real soon
Thousand dollar shoes, dance in ballrooms
You know the dress, that got the party impressed
You'll only wear it one time, cause the world is mine
I try to address it, but you never get the message
You the water in my life and I'm trapped in the desert
I never seen a honey sweeter, won't stop
till I get her cause I need her, my senorita

Chorus: Puff Daddy (singing)

Mami ven aqui, I wanna be your
papi chulo can't you see? (mi amor)
Baby I need you conmigo
Your style is my steelo te necesito aqui
(te necesito yo a ti, te amo)
Baby come to me (2X)

Verse Two: Puff Daddy

Her name is Carmen, she live down in Spanish Harlem
And I think I have the key to her secret garden
When I seen her, I used to want to beg her pardon
But I was scared, I ain't really have the heart
And when she walked by, I would panic, even though
I was cool with her pops Lou, the mechanic
Went to school with her brother, that's right
I never could build up the words to express how I loved her
Long hair, pretty face, slim waist
The kind that you marry and take to another place [India sings again]
and exchange vows, spend thous
Make love in a hot tub, where there's a hot towel
She'll be loyal without being spoiled
You can shuck all you want but she's still gonna ignore you
Makes no sense to say mira
Cause bet she won't turn him around, she's my senorita

Chorus

Verse Three: Puff Daddy

I rock regular clothes, as well as Gucci too
And if you don't believe me, ask Groovy Loo
You're beautiful, so I stay true to you
I think you oughta see things like Bermuda boo
No cooperation, got me walkin around pacin
Patient, waitin for my day of penetration
Your relationships is bullshit, your man is a prick
with a little bit of bricks and a whip baby
Please, I got plenty of V's
What you want the pink C-2, or the yellow 3-2-5
That's when I opened my eyes
I was dreamin, damn it was all a surprise
But it felt real, I hopped up in a wet chill
Yet still gotta keep this one concealed
Even though I never got a chance to meet her
I still need her, cause she's my senorita

Chorus

*Puffy talking over the chorus*
*India sings her part from the beginning again*

Chorus

*woman singing, man talking*

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Victory

One, one two
Check me out right here yo

Verse One: Puff Daddy

Yo, the sun don't shine forever
(BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: Music's gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
(BIG: This shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke
So the only thing left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for these cats
I'ma win cause I'm too smart for these cats
While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats

Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em
He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderers, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the f**k you at?
Where my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the f**k my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
(repeat all 2X)

Verse Three: Puff Daddy

Put your money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your tape or CD
The girl-boy killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel
We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be

Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G.

We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em
placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy
Business wise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position, competition
Nother day in the life of the Comission

Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking
Aiyyo, can you hear me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, it's all f**ked up now
Y'all know it's all f**ked up now right?
What the f**k I'ma do now?
What I'ma do now?
Can y'all hear me out there?
Can y'all hear me out there?

(?) f**k y'all niggaz wanna do

It's all f**ked up now
What I'ma do now, huh?
What I'ma do now
It's all f**ked up now