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Let it go
(Let this angel go)
Let go
(Time is 'til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin' the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the of the lines as we growl, motherfucker

We are livin' in the motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations, if it don't go now
That mean was wrong
Can you face yourself that question?
Or the answer? What the do you believe in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy with my cat eye, dead eye
Ain't afraid to a rat up
But I hot out

My hit the shelves
We for record sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas about in jail

Till the squad accel', it's to my position as we yell
here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen
Make a fine, no
If you don't like my bullets, to hell if he fashion
L.A. looters, your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we be blastin'

I'm married to the game and year's the same
rain all season
Heaven and is only what you believe in
Empty the shells if give you the reason

Never was the type to be stuck and and weavin' by the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas in every
From my block to the world, the glock to my girl
Don't mix the with the biz, baby, the industry's hell worth it

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

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

Look in, they grill and get the
'Cuz can mean a lot
Threw my in your progress
And you guessin' I a lot

The got us dressin' and impressin'
We a lot
get us blessings from the Lord
We sin a lot

Wonder He let me in?
And not constantly to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, they label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

It's P. Diddy
Do or
Don't give a motherfucker

Roll through, no chicken
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's
Buck, ammunition, baby
You let me slow down, the guy that got me's down

And mami wants to out
So bought the computer
Yes, stress never
Fresh out the home

If I had a talked to the psychiatrist
Tell her how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy me?
Come ride with me, provide me a gun

Slide the weeded road, come get with me
You don't weed with me anymore
You need me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit, I've on the floor

Who left before a black out
Tear up the house
Comin' out or they always rat
(Come on, it up, ride through)

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

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

Insidious, hiddious, gritty she that gets in the club
Smack the in a mini
Whitiest beefin' with the
Can see they just up

Got the little kids pickin' up pennies and nickels
'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his book
Give them livin' and a minimum worth a penny
Gotta be

We all earn our dollar 'till it is the sour
kinda knowledge is this that I be reapin'
Dippin' and talking' how it's for
And ending up going back, we made like forty one
Yeah, we want it like that, you what I bring

Yeah, yeah,
See what you do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, then do you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, right
And if you sleep, your dream to a nightmare

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, feel the
They lookin' at me funny, a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, your clips
War's on my mind, packin' bullets the mines, muthafucka's

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

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

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

Oh, I said, oh,