[P. Diddy - talking]

Ten years

Yo the sun don't shine forever

But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together

Better now than never, business before pleasure

P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?

Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight

And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right

Don't make a a__ outta yourself by a__umin

My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?

You know that I'm two levels above you baby

Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby

It's ten years and we still runnin this m_________er

[P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.)

Yeah! (one)

As we proceed to give you what you need

(One, two...)

It's all f___ed up now

What the f___ y'all gonna do now?

[50 Cent] + (P. Diddy)

Yo, yo, we can't stay alive forever (yeah)

So if s___ hit the fan then we might as well die together

I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah)

G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas (uh)

Yeah f__got, if I want it I'm gon' have it

Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it

Don't make a a__ outta yourself tryna stop me

I'm c___y, rap's "Rocky", n____ you sloppy

You know that I'm eight levels above you n____

I'll plug you n____, I never heard of you n____, ugly n____

(what y'all gonna do now?)

I'm the wrong one to provoke

And rattin on n____z is only gon' leave you smoke

So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right)

I got no friends, f___ most of these cowards (that's right)

They pop s___ 'til we start approachin these cowards

While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers

[Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)

In the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em

He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him

You heard of us, the murderous, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of Satan, they say my killing's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist (yeah)

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal (uh huh)

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal (yeah)

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh)

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go)

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a n____ bent real quick

Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike (c'mon)

Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson (uh huh, yeah)

action, pack guns, ridiculous (ridiculous)

And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch (uh huh)

Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon)

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso)

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows (yeah)

Militant, y'all f__gots ain't killin s___

Oops Cristal keep spillin s___, you overdid it homes (yeah)

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady (most shady), Frankie baby (Frankie baby), fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like "Jurassic"

"Park" did, quick to spark kids who start s___ (c'mon, say what?)

See me, only me (yeah, I see you)

The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go)

Truly yours, Frank White

[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P. Diddy

We got the real live s___ from front to back

To my people in the world, where the f___ you at?

Where my n____z is at?

Where my n____z is at?

Where the f___ my b____es at?

Where my b____es is at?

[P. Diddy]

Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't stay dark for long)

They say its darkest before the dawn

Calms before the storm (c'mon)

I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the Psalms (I see you Mase)

And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big)

Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like

B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life"

No matter what the public say we gon' prove

It ain't another MC that could fill ya shoes

Cause Biggie Smalls is the illest

Realest my stones the chillest, got homes and villas

Overseas and what was me, I found out

other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha)

It's ill when MC's used to be on other s___ (yeah, c'mon)

Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right)

Listened to the double disc (yeah)

Now they all spit, like they all legit (c'mon)

Frank tell how we did it, go

[Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)

We got the s___, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights (yeah, c'mon)

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two midas (uh huh, yeah)

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity (that's my name)

I'm the witty one (yeah), Frank's the crook from the Brook' (c'mon)

Matty broke the neck of your c__e connect (say what?)

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish (uh huh)

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish (take that)

Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him (Black Rob, I see you)

n____z step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah)

Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah)

The Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy (woo)

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah)

You screamin, I position, competition

Another day in the life of the Comission

[P. Diddy]

Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em

[Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy)

I got a industry gangstress that argues and steams the reefer (uh huh)

And flip when I call her b____ like she Queen Latifah (haha)

Now all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper (yeah)

This s___ gon' get uglier than the Master P sneaker

I'm slidin through the Ruckers, with Prada on the Chuckers (uh)

So the spring break hoes, home from college wanna f___ us (ha)

I ain't here to drop knowledge on you suckers (say what?)

I'll sick rottweiler's on you f___ers (yeah), cops followin to cuff us

Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros

When it comes to paper I blow the soul outta hero (uh huh)

I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried

besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh)

You can't tame Lloyd, I'm smokin by the big screen (yeah)

And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy (woo)

I know the watch botherin ya vision

But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like it's part of ya religion (yeah)

[Chorus] - 4X

[P. Diddy - talking over Chorus]

Yeah

Where you at?

Where you at?

Where you at?

Where you at?

I told y'all, ten years from now we'll still be on top

We've just begun

Thank you ... thank you

B.I.G. forever

Bad Boy baby

You know the rest

[Busta Rhymes]

f___ y'all n____z wanna do?

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