[P. Diddy - talking]
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Ten years
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Yo the sun don't shine forever
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But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
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Better now than never, business before pleasure
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P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
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Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
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And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
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Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin
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My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
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You know that I'm two levels above you baby
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Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
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It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker
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[P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.)
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Yeah! (one)
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As we proceed to give you what you need
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(One, two...)
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It's all fucked up now
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What the fuck y'all gonna do now?
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[50 Cent] + (P. Diddy)
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Yo, yo, we can't stay alive forever (yeah)
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So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
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I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah)
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G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas (uh)
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Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it
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Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it
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Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me
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I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky", nigga you sloppy
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You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga
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I'll plug you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga
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(what y'all gonna do now?)
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I'm the wrong one to provoke
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And rattin on niggaz is only gon' leave you smoke
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So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right)
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I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right)
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They pop shit 'til we start approachin these cowards
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While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
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[Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)
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In the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em
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He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him
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You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
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Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
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The son of Satan, they say my killing's too blatant
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You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
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Duct tapin, your fam destiny
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lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist (yeah)
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Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal (uh huh)
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Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal (yeah)
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Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh)
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And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go)
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Excellence is my presence, never tense
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Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
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Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike (c'mon)
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Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson (uh huh, yeah)
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action, pack guns, ridiculous (ridiculous)
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And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch (uh huh)
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Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon)
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Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso)
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Now you call me Castro, my rap flows (yeah)
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Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit
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Oops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes (yeah)
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You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
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Hold hands and say it like me
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The most shady (most shady), Frankie baby (Frankie baby), fantastic
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Graphic, tryin to make dough, like "Jurassic"
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"Park" did, quick to spark kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?)
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See me, only me (yeah, I see you)
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The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go)
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Truly yours, Frank White
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[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P. Diddy
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We got the real live shit from front to back
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To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
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Where my niggaz is at?
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Where my niggaz is at?
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Where the fuck my bitches at?
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Where my bitches is at?
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[P. Diddy]
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Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't stay dark for long)
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They say its darkest before the dawn
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Calms before the storm (c'mon)
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I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the song (I see you Mase)
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And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big)
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Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like
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B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life"
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No matter what the public say we gon' prove
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It ain't another MC that could fill ya shoes
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Cause Biggie Smalls is the illest
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Realest my stones the chillest, got homes and villas
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Overseas and what was me, I found out
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other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha)
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It's ill when MC's used |