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

We are livin' in the last motherfuckin'
This is Revelations, if it don't go now
That mean aye'body was
Can you face yourself with that
Or the answer? What the fuck do you in?

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

My album hit the
We for record sales
Hit my store
Let my niggas learn about in

Till the squad cars accel', 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 my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be

I'm married to the game and every the same
Bullets all season
Heaven and Hell is only what you in
Empty the if niggas give you the reason

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

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

Look in, they and get the real
'Cuz expressions can a lot
Threw my trust in progress
And you guessin' I a lot

The paper got us dressin' and
We a lot
Confessions get us blessings the Lord
We sin a lot

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

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

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

And mami to help out
So bought the best
Yes, stress never
out the foster home

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

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

Who been before a black out
Tear up the stack
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,
they come 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)

Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she that in the club
the prettiest in a mini
Whitiest beefin' with the
Can see just beatin' up

Got even the little kids up pennies and nickels
'Cuz they're fallin' in love his teddy book
Give livin' and pinning a minimum worth a penny
be spendin'

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

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

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

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,
When come 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 lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,