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, mother***er We are livin' in the last mother***in' 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 *** do you believe in? Say goodbye to the bad guy

'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, dead eye

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 bull***, 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' 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 Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Look in, they grill and get the real

'Cuz expressions can mean a lot

Threw my trust in your progress

And you guessin' I seen a lot The paper got us dressin' and impressin'

We spend a lot

Confessions get us blessings from the Lord

We sin a lot Wonder will He let me in?

And not constantly tryin' to find a reason why

Because I'm a Bad Boy, they wanna label me a bad guy

Now who am I? It's P. Diddy mutha***a

Do or die?

Don't give a *** mother***er Roll through, trust no chicken

Tigh kids are tellin' me what's ammunition

Buck, buck ammunition, baby

You let me slow down, the guy that got me's fell down And mami wants to help out

So bought the best computer

Yes, stress never more

Fresh out the foster home If I had a just talked to the psychiatrist

Tell her 'bout how she had clothes designers

Can she come buy with me?

Come ride with me, provide me with a gun Slide the weeded road, come get high with me

You don't come weed with me anymore

You don't need me anymore

Believe me bitch, ***, I've slept on the floor Who been left before a black out

Tear up the stack house

Comin' out detention or they always rat

(Come on, pick it up, ride through) Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she that gets in the club

Smack the prettiest in a mini

Whitiest beefin' with the mistress

Can see they just beatin' up Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and nickels

'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his teddy book

Give them livin' and pinning a minimum worth a penny

Gotta be spendin' We all earn our dollar 'till it is the sour element

What kinda knowledge is this that I be reapin'

Dippin' and talking' how it's for money

And ending up going back, we made like forty one trips

Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring Yeah, yeah, yeah

See what you niggas do to me, I do to you

And if I'm who you came to see, then do what you gotta do

We can do it anywhere, right here, right there

And if you sleep, turn your dream to a nightmare Niggas don't creep, no sleep, feel the heat

They lookin' at me funny, *** a hoe, get this money

No time for the misfits niggas, bring your clips

War's on my mind, packin' bullets from the mines, mutha***a's Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way)

Oh, I said, oh, yeah

When they come to lock you down

(Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah