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The at my sneakers
pieces molded with Jesus features
Give streets the
From the way I spit the

Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
For money, power, respect, get it by any
A New Yorker, talker, walk like a brick flipper
doctor, multiply to get richer

I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the of the city
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the Diddy
I the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle
All in my swagger, the reason why I got my hustle

I got the stature, Miami diamond flasher
I got you caught in the most and stylish rapture
My signature next to Wallace, get it honest
My first album to him, that was my biggest project

Now I'm the known to walk like the illest soldier
And when I smoke, only up with the illest doja
You sit and mail it over my venom, a killer
It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop Oprah

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
About I love

Am still a eye blacker, open handed, the palm smacker
Goods strapper, cat stacker, wood packer
Tear up the Dom P faster
Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, spit

I call it ignorant laughter
Black Express card all gray now
It's scratched up from constant
kidnapper, pop tags off tags

Poppa makin' monster
And still I Nostra
Big roaster, cola
Girl, when I send for ya, bring friends,

I'm the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 percent of culture
Breeze with that old school blue [Incomprehensible]
Wrist glowin', ho-in', fly off in a
Slide off with your ho and spend six on her

My persona, John, unforgivable cologne
the biggest diamonds, makes me sorta bi-polar
Ferrari to Phantom, for high rollers
The studded around my neck, it makes the night colder

Nigga,
From my I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
About everything I

The Queens Crypt keeper, Mets hat
Pretty bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life
Pants saggin', whippin', Summer Jam stopper
Tim wearin', Cranapple vodka, then I spray choppers

A doctor in the jungles of Haiti me
Draped in paisley bandannas, suits with Stacey
like Dick Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, that was part of my

The Cartier conciergeries be me
Canary yellow in my pinky yearly
Liz Taylor tried to me
'Coz I keep it green like the side of Bill Bixby

When he gets
Think before I blast hoes Like Grassino
from scraggly old clothes
To the fashion and realest rappin'

Pablo back on the scene, roll back up with green
Strictly paper through the strip in Vegas
Two of New biggest, niggaz, y'all used to hate us
But now you us, Nas and Diddy, power hustlers

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I shed my
everything I love

It's on I love, man
It's on everything I
It's on I love, man