Artist: P. Diddy Album: Forever Song: Angels With Dirty Faces Translated title:
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[Bizzy Bone] Let it go (Let this angel life go) Let yourself go (Time is passin' 'til the cops come) Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress (On and on and on and on and on and on and) Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days This is Revelations If it don't go down now That mean aye'body was wrong Can you face yourself with that question? Or the answer? What the fuck do you believe in?
Say goodbye to the bad guy 'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye Ain't afraid to flame a rat up But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit my liquor store Let my niggas learn about in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit like pit bulls in the bull pen Make that a fine, no If you don't like my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion L.A. looters, throw your mask on Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin'
[Puffy] I'm married to the game and every year's the same Bullets rain all season Heaven and Hell is only what you believe in Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin By the grievin' My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas in every cell From my block to the world, gave the glock to my girl Don't mix the kids with the biz' Baby, the industry's hell worth it
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