care who you are in this bar It only matters who I am Stop talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah Not
in This ain't a scene, it?s a god damn arms race This ain't a scene, it?s a god damn arms race This ain't a scene, it?s a god damn arms race I'm not
lines Maybe it's me, maybe I only see what I want But I still have your letter to stock up between someone I just invented Who I am really am and who
s the price of beauty Who says you're not pretty Who says you're not beautiful Who says Who says you're not star potential Who says you're not presidential Who
up now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight Hey, hey Hey, hey (Is who's gonna run this town tonight) It's crazy how you
Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it Dawg, I ain't hardly made this You talkin' to one of Roc's finest And do rewind this; it's Bad Boy's
s like Beethoven It's gonna stay like that till the pearly gates open [P. Diddy] And here we go {overlaps Verse's last line} Aiyyo, let's get it where it
sins I've committed Even though I'm not hopin' to go, I wish someone would open the do' This man's holding the trigger and his finger's steady choking it
mean a thing I can't believe I gave you one last shot I let it ride, now baby, it's your stop Oh, so silly, now the joke's on me It took a while to
Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly
you really love her through the pain? Fine as hell, fly as Chanel But will it last? Only time will tell When love is real and what I mean is There's not enough
it) (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla, I won?t deny it) (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla, I won?t deny it) It?s Mr. Trap or die yeah y?all
'em with a new style? Know that motherfucker well, what you gonna do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Not gonna do us, it's new now Think
cause being just your woman is not enough Now i hope that you don't wake up When it's too late to make up You'll be the one that's alone and that's so
thinking cap Taker, and then we can slide to Jamaica Shopping for a year or two stop in Diega It's obvious I wanna see who ya mommy is We just friends
me Then come to my neck And pretend we're not dyin' One of us has got to leave Or one of us is gonna be a casualty It's cold in here An' my heart still
can feel so small and its so easy to tell yourself you're not worth much at all when you aren't sure of who you are now it's tearing you apart you can