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P Diddy I Got The Power

I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black I'm tryin' to live, somethin' got

doctor, multiply to get richer I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable Diddy I taste the dirt in my

on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! (I

sun don't shine here, in this part of town But we all got a town that's similar to this too 'Cuz every cities got a ghetto and every ghetto got a hood

holiday brochure, I want power but it cant be solar, i'v always wanted to be a high roller, When i was young i had to get nikey i couldn't get gola, I

So possibly I'd be popular huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga P.I [ Verse 3 ] [ P Diddy ] I took a coal, a diamond, I moulded his mind

I stuck with 'UB40' then I woulda been in love But I didn't, I got involved Cypress fucking hill taught me to make a fucking bomb So I started, I bought

I hop out like a Jack In The Box With three macks and a glock I'm askin' for nothin', I'm snatchin' my props I'm gettin' money while I'm laughin' at cops

possibly I'd be popular huh? {uh-huh} That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. [Diddy + {B.I.G.}] I took him from coal to diamond, I molded his