No-One Knows What It's Like To Be Me
(P.Diddy)
All my niggas take a walk wit me
U aint gotta holla,u can talk wit me
Try to learn where my thoughts could be,and how I stack figures
Learn why im real,still that nigga
I get money i aint gotta do a crime,shit
I hit dimes what i need with a 9
Before y'all judge me be clear
We got nothing but heat here
Beware, we here
Whats my name? Got chicks twisted like whats my game
Pimp thing still the same i smash it,i dont harass it
Ma,im a baller i score and pass it
Feel me,still me,filthy
Making hits is a crime i,plead guilty
Queen Of Pain
There's a fire forming
not too far from here.
Out on the east coast maybe
it resides in you my dear.
We're worn out on all courtesy
we've made our curtain calls.
Like vampire bats deprived of blood
into the New York City night we crawl.
And you've got a funny way of showing
off your bathroom surgery.
You said you were just cooling down
from plans of leaving me.
There something i should tell you
for we may not have much time...
I've never met arms like yours.
And the stars at night are big and
bright deep in your eyes miss vincent.
You told me once i made you smile
we both know damn well i didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
but i'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain there's a hard rain falling,
flooding your attic it's clear.
It can't put out the fire
which resides in you my dear.
There's something i should tell you
for we may not have much time.
I've never seen scars like yours.