1.Bad Boy For Life
aiyyo, you ready？
Let's do it {＊music starts＊}
Mmm, yeah..
Yeah.. c'mon
I'm the definition of： half man, half drugs
Ask the clubs - bad boy, that's whassup
After bucks, crush crews after us
No games, we ain't laughin much
Nothin but big thangs, check the hitlist
How we twist shit, what changed but the name？
We still here, you rockin wit the best
Don't worry if i write rhymes - i write checks (hah!)
Who's the boss？ dudes is lost
Don't think cause i'm iced out, i'ma cool off
Who else but me？ (who else？) and if you don't feel me
That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me
Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left
We just, moved in silence and repped to the death (yeah)
It's official, i survived what i been through
Y'all got drama, 'the saga continues...'
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause this bad boy for life
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause this bad boy for life
Hey yo straight from the harlem streets
I don't play, i push it down with the harlem heat (uh-huh)
All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me (black, what happened？)
They run around actin like the black-o can't eat
And you know what？ (what？) for some strange reason (uhh)
I'm off of this medication, feelin deranged needin
For y'all to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't leavin
We tryin to be rich before we all stop breathin
Therefore (what？) we kinda hustle lames
Stay layin down our muscle games (c'mon)
Still turn niggaz dreams to flames (yeah) you got the wire
If not i ain't sayin no names; you'll soon expire; (heh)
No pain (nothin) i feel remorse
Yes of course it's me and diddy up first racin porsches
Wit the big twin valve exhaust-es {＊screeching＊} (yeah)
On the cover of ya vibe's, xxl's and source's bitch (c'mon,
let's go)
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
It ain't shit changed, since the notorious (we miss you b.i.g.)
See everything still glorious (yeah)
We still got +warriors+, still be the +victorious+ (that's
right)
See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us
Still got cash to blow, raps to flow
Still them cats that know, pack ya flow
That's fo' sho', bottles that pop, joints that rock
Played the background, hand on my jock, holdin my glock (hahaha)
Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh)
Bars to sit at and sip cognac wit jewels that drip (c'mon)
Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowin it's me (they know it's
you)
Drop that beat, can't believe that i mc (haha)
Bad boy 'til the casket drop (bad boy) gotta love it
Place nuttin above it (nuttin) it's on like that (c'mon)
Don't believe, we ain't goin like that
We're always gonna be here (yeah)
We there (uhh) every motherfuckin year!
Bad boy.. we ain't goin nowhere
Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what？
We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here
For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c'mon
We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here
We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here
Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh
Cause it's bad boy for life!
2.Come With Me(Feat.Jimmy Page)
(puff daddy)
Hear my cries
Hear my calls
Lend me your ears
See my fall
See my error
Know my faults
Time haults
See my loss
Know im lacking
Backtracking
Where i met you
Pistol packing
Itchy finger
Trigga happy
Try and trap me
Bad rap
Wiretap me
Backstab me
Break the faith
Fall from grace
Tell me lies
Time flies
Close your eyes
Come with me...
Come with me, yeah
Come with me, uh huh yeah
You said to trust you
You'd never hurt me
Now i'm disgusted
Just been adjusted
Certainly it fooled me
Ridiculed me
Left me hangin with my shit
Boomerangin right back at ya
Pistol range
Narrow-minded
Left me blinded
I consigned it
Shit backfired
Not many would bear the pressure
You comprehend me
You want to end me
You offend me
Its trauma
Feel the trauma
Come with me...
Yeah, uh huh come with me
Don't be afraid
Come with me
(jimmy page)
Close my eyes...
And i see...
You...
Standing there....
I cry....
Tears....
Of sorrow....
I die....
(puff daddy)
Uh huh yeah
Fuck my enemies
Fuck my foes
Damn these hoes
Back up off me
Give me room to breathe＼
I'm not hearin it
Im not fearin it
Im up to my ears in this
Bullshit
I'm destructive
Some women find that seductive
Some say it's lunacy
Reluctantly i've been moving on
I ignore you
Sorry if i bore you
I neglect you
Don't mean to disrespect you
Can't you see
I love you dearly
And i sincerly
But you annoy me
You can't avoid me
I'm here to stay
Forever andever
And a day that's never
I can't let you go
I can't forget it
Why you did it
And won't aquit it
I wanna fight you
I'll fuckin bite you
Can't stand nobody like you
You can't run
You can't hide
No surprise
Close your eyes
Come with me...
Come with me
Come with me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooowww
Yeah i like this
Come on
Come on
Yeah
Turn me up, just turn me up
Come on now, yeah
Hear my cries
Hear my calls
Lend me your ears(uh huh you ready now？ come on check this out)
Hear my cries
Hear my calls
Lend me your ears
See my faults
See my errors
Know my faults
Time haults
See my loss
Know im lacking
Backtracking
Where i met you
Pistol packing
Itchy finger
Trigga happy
Try and trap me
Bad rap
Wiretap me
Backstab me
Break the faith
Fall from grace
Tell me lies
Time flies
Close your eyes
Come with me
Come with me x8
I'ma take you with me
I wanna fight you
I'll fuckin bite you
Can't stand nobody like you
You can't run
You can't hide
No surprise
Close your eyes
Come with me
I'm gonna take you with me
I'm here to stay
Forever and ever
And a day that's never
Come with me
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Come with me....
3.D-i-d-d-y
diddy
Spoken：
Yea, it's bad boy baby!(yeah, c'mon)
Neptunes, and we won't stop baby
Cuz we can't stop, yea
Let me tell you something
Verse 1：
Sometimes i rhyme slow
Sometimes i rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and saint nick (uh)
Chillin wit this chick named tanya delayda
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
Cuz she wasn't fond of playas, only wanted ballas
A spoilla, six-figures, and camcordas
So what you tryna tell me dear？
I got bentley, benson, and mr. belvedere (yeah)
And i just wanna blow ya mind (uh huh)
I'm talking really really blow ya mind
My repetoire is menage a trois and exotic cars
Chillin wit da hottest stars
And it ain't no stop to this
I can't help but i'm an optimist
And i'ma make your head bob to this
And at the end you gon rock to this
Now say my name, c'mon
Chorus：
The d, the i, the d, the d, the y, the d, the i, the d is diddy
(hold up)
Is diddy (c'mon,that shit's crazy)
The d, the i, the d, the d, the y, the d, the i , the d is diddy
(hold up) is diddy (say what!)
Verse 2：
Hey yo, i came in the door
I said it before
I never let the ladies hypnotize me no more
But, went back to the manuscript
Cuz i don't think you can handle this
From new york to los angeles
I think the whole world scandalous
I'm just trying to keep the candles lit
Let the party people dance to this
Get out your seats and clap to this
Because i came to far for me to be bourgeois
It's a bentley to you but to me it's a blue car (that's right)
So branson pass me a jar
Cuz these cats don went too far (whoo)
Ur one phone call to send 2 cars
And i still get searched by security guards (that's right)
I guess that's what i have to do
Taking game international
Now what yall call me
Back to chorus
Subchorus： (2x's)
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
C'mon,work it out girl
I wanna see ya work it out girl
Verse 3：
Now hold up, stop (stop) now wait a minute (c'mon)
We don't stop cuz we rock cuz it ain't a limit (let's go)
My aim is winnin, got asian women
That'll change my linen after i den blazed and hit em, what
(c'mon)
And i just wanna rock wit you (that's right)
And take it straight to the top with you (let's go)
And do what i gots to do, if it's possible
Cuz i ain't tryna stop ya boo (uh huh)
Got an agenda (yeah)
Got on a ninja (yeah)
One willin to killin it
But not to offend ya (uh)
That's when i met this chick named brenda
Tenda, her whole body bend like fenda (that's right)
So let me see ya shake it girl (c'mon)
I just wanna see ya shake it girl (c'mon)
For the return of the don
The world in my palm (yeah)
My moms call me sean (c'mon)
But yall call me.... (let's go)
Back to chorus then subchorus until fade
4.Diddy(Feat.The Neptunes)
yeah
Its bad boy baby
Neptunes
And we won't stop
(i like that) 'cause we can't stop
Yeah
Let me tell you something
Sometimes i rhyme slow, sometimes i rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and saint nich
Chillin' with these chick
Named tondalea
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
She wasn't fond of players
Only wanted ballers
To spoil her
Six figures and camcorders
So what you trying to tell me dear
I got bentley, benz send in mr. belvedere
I just want to blow your mind
I'm talkin' literally blow your mind
My repratoir is menage trois
And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars
And it ain't no stopping this
I can't help it i'm an optomist
And ima make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon rock to this
Now say my name
Its the d the i the d the d the y
The d the i the d
It's diddy, (hold up) it's diddy (that's crazy)
It's the d the i the d the d the y
The d the i the d
Its diddy, (hold up), it's diddy (say what!)
Ay yo, i came in the door
I said it before
I never the ladiez hyptonize me no more
But, back to the manuscript
'cause i don't think you can handle this
From new york to los angles
I think the whole world scandalous
I'm just trying to keep the candles lit
Make the party people dance to this
Get out your seat and clap your hands to this
Cause i came too far
For me to be bouswar
It's a bently to you, to me it's a blue car
So branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
One phone call send two cars
And still get searched by security guards
I guess that's what i have to do
Take the game international
Now what you call me
(la la la la la la la la la la la la)
C'mon work it out girl
I'm trying to see you work it out girl
(la la la la la la la la la la la la)
C'mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl
Now hold up, stop, wait a minute
We don't stop we rock cause ain't a limit
My aim is winning
Got asian women
That'll change my linen
After i done blazed and hit em
But i just wanna rock wit you
And take it straight to the top with you
And do what i gots to do
If it's possible
Cause i ain't trying to stop you boo
I got an agenda
Got on a ninja
One wheelin' and killin' it not to offend ya
That's when i met this chick named brenda
Tender, her whole body bend like fender
So let me see you shake it girl
I just wanna see you shake it girl
For the return of the don
The world in my palm
My mom calls me sean
But y'all call me
(la la la la la la la la la la la)
C'mon work it out girl
(la la la la la la la la la la la)
I wanna see you work it out girl
5.Let's Get It
They said that i'm a rottweiler
And i'm from the rottweiler house, the rottweiler new york
Really, get smacked silly, you get smacked silly
Fucking with these niggaz from the, what you gon' do
When you ready？ shit i was born ready
And i was already on fish and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap i can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what i told ya？
Said i'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen inches, i see the big picture
If it's to get richer, i'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city permits
We own the city, on the phone with diddy (＊phone sounds＊)
Red bone pretty, when she get aroused
Like to suck her own titty; put it in the video
Ya wanna holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet i won't visit
'til my whole wardrobe is-it, now listen
(chorus)
Make this money, take this money (let's get it)
Ain't no way you can take this from me (let's get it)
Ain't shit funny (uh) shake it honey (let's get it)
Take it money.. now let's get it (let's get it)
Creep with your people
Though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal
Front but you lookin
Once i throw the hook in proceed to get cookin
With the game when i sewed it
Since you came thought i owed you one
Wide big lincoln, why's this guy on the side for the stinking？
Watch task force dash forward lookin marveled
It's a big chance, big pants, might guard him
With my man's type proper
Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you？ beat it
'fore we take off make sure you all seated
In billboard read it, believe it
(chorus)
Soul controller, rap ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older i put cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet i flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck the game 'til it say 'out of order'
Put the high score up
Then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in europe
Head on the tour bus
Do what them niggaz in the drop thinks cooler
Called up five reporters to thank my supporters
Hittin wives and daughters
Brought 'em neck spray from estee lauders
Call puffy to order
Aiyyo, call me diddy - i run this city
Send the cops, the d.a. and feds to come get me
Cats wanna leave me for dead you comin with me
Gettin head in the bentley red at one fifty
Straight lose it, love two things my family my music
Might co-write and produce it
Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive
Got y'all hawkin like yusef
Cause i can, break backs and stacks it's no problem
Make raps and tracks and go harlem
I get worldwide coverage
Got so many spots i don't even buy luggage, ya love it
Make moves major, hide out in asia
If your girl keep comin around them i'm a blaze her
I'm the bad boy flavor, light blue gators
Not guilty, and i'm filthy, c'mon
(chorus)
I be the eastside soprano, rob marciano
Flow in e'ry channel with the iverson handle
Forty-five sparks turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to dismantle
Can't slay rob
How many niggaz done tried to play rob, quit they day job
Tired of putting broke niggaz under the wing
If i go to jail again i'm goin under the bing
Act like you gon' pull that thing thing
You the only one that always get stuck for bling bling
I represent 'a' block in sing sing
Almost caught a buck fifty for fuckin a latin king's queen
Moves for paper, booze no chaser
Bullets out the blazer four-fifth with the laser
Come and get your shit splitted, newspapers said i did it
(he ain't do it) now let's get it (let's get it)
(chorus) (x3)
6.The Saga Continues...
{'sirius' by alan parsons project plays in the background..
Better known to some as 'introducing your chicago bulls' music}
Yeah can you hear me？ yeah
There's certain things in life that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that can't be stopped
Let's go..
'and now.. for your.. bad bad boys..
Starting at guard..'
Y'all niggaz still talkin？
Oh you got a little name little fame little fortune？
What you have is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the back of my porsche and
So you better use caution, knowin i'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids, flossin
I don't really gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit back livin off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you don't really know, kid？
Any records i broke it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on harlem like
poe did
I said, here's your eviction notice
But you probably already know this
I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on your tv
Or pick up your cd, p.d.
This is gruesome
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do
some'
What's wrong with you son？
Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one？
Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used one
While i'm in the limited, cruisin
You ain't really got a crew son
You givin them amusement, fuck what your comic views meant
Youse a smokehead
I've been doin this since this pro-ked
Broke breads with the cokeheads
Been down, still i get around like a nigga with broke legs on a
moped
I said; i'm a 'top gun' like gossett
Run and get your cd and cass-ette
Gossip, lotta niggaz got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til they got dep
Why niggaz lie like that？ know they ain't fly like that
Niggaz get fried like that
And you don't wanna die like that
Have your momma cryin like that
Besides all that, i'm in to get it fryin like that
Still on the block and move pies like that
Never my life dealt with guys that rap
In fact, i leave a nigga with his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all niggaz better hold up
Any nigga that roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then sewed up
Every nigga i fucked with, niggaz is growed up
We don't play games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is cock back, and spray planes
Give a fuck if nigga hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang fang
Keep frontin, i'ma put a crease in your jaw
Might catch me squeezin the four
My nigga i go to war
And if a nigga want the raw you still gotta come in the store
Y'all never had a run-in before, with the likes of an outlaw
Predicate assassin, smashin
Open shit, rig scope, focus it
Give niggaz what they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, i send five close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come close your shit
Niggaz stay with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke colored big benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the paper chase
Never left, so i ain't gotta take your place
Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five i stay focused nigga
We'll never stop..
We'll never stop..
One of the greatest teams that ever lived..
It's like in our blood..
We gotta be born this way..
Bad boy baby
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