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The at my sneakers
Gold pieces molded Jesus features
streets the fever
From the way I 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
Decimal doctor, to get richer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I my blood
About I love

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

A doctor in the jungles of Haiti me
Draped in bandannas, suits with Adam Stacey
like Dick Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, was part of my '80s

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

When he mean
Think fast before I blast Like Grassino
Went scraggly old clothes
To the illest and realest rappin'

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

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I my blood
About I love

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