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The at my sneakers
Gold pieces molded with Jesus
streets the fever
From the way I spit the

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

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

I got the highest stature, Miami diamond
I got you caught in the most and stylish rapture
My signature to Christopher Wallace, get it honest
My album 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 it over my venom, a killer cobra
It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop Oprah

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

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

I call it ignorant laughter
Black American card all gray now
scratched up from constant usage
Girl kidnapper, pop off tags

Poppa makin' music
And still I Nostra
Big roaster, skin
Girl, when I for ya, bring friends, wontcha?

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

My persona, Sean John, unforgivable
Coppin' the biggest diamonds, makes me bi-polar
Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for rollers
The chain around my neck, it makes the night colder

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

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

The conciergeries be near me
Canary cuts in my pinky yearly
Liz tried 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'

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

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

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