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The world at my
Gold molded with Jesus features
Give the fever
the way I spit the Ether

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

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

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

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

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

Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the smacker
strapper, cat stacker, good wood packer
Tear up the Dom P wrappers
Platinum splasher, fuck Cris, spit atcha

I it rich ignorant laughter
Black American card all gray now
It's scratched up constant usage
kidnapper, pop tags off tags

Poppa makin' monster
And still I Cosa
Big roaster, cola
Girl, I send for ya, bring friends, wontcha?

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

My persona, John, unforgivable cologne
Coppin' the diamonds, makes me sorta bi-polar
to Phantom, vehicles for high rollers
The studded chain around my neck, it makes the colder

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

The Queens Crypt keeper, hat rocker
bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life biographer
Pants saggin', Bentley whippin', Jam stopper
Tim Chuck wearin', Cranapple vodka, then I spray

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

The Cartier be near me
yellow cuts in my pinky yearly
Liz Taylor to juxt me
'Coz I it green like the other side of Bill Bixby

he gets mean
Think fast I blast hoes Like Grassino
Went from scraggly old
To the illest fashion and rappin'

Pablo back on the scene, won't back up with green
Strictly paper cruisin' through the in Vegas
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, y'all used to us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, power

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
About everything I

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