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Built This City

The Diplomats

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

down, hit the block man, we movin through
Diplomats is the strongest force
On and off the court we ballers more than sports
We built this city from

and legs jutting out
Being animated by the movement of
Her hips
Fingers extended
Uncircumcised
Toes hanging limp
Before she came
I was the man
The dominant

and cheese
Eating ackee with the dumpling Bread
Started his own business then got pulled by
Whitey Bulger feds getting so much money
His co hustlers want

I be the feather plucker
Who am I? That brown skin boi smooth talking type
Take off ya pump under the table and see what ya reaction like
Cause if ya

soul to the music
Love of my life
I hope I don't loose it
I watched my dad work hard
With no reward
except a brown paper bag
Man that's some real shit

Yo, once upon a time, had dreams of the big benzes
Then I got it all, now all that shit seems senseless.
Audible screams, all of my dreams surrounded

lurking
Vocals - demonic
Your head is bumping
The room is rumbling
Big foot is stomping
Critical level
The tune is proper

Werewolf, skin-walker
Benighted,

Go by the name of J.Q . or by the O.G. 
But that's the ole me
I'm on a whole new phenomenon 
Gettin this money 
I'm putting in work 
Know that I do

my game
How I do my thang
Water whip I can't do
But whole thangs I slang

[Lac]
Now I'ma pay all my foot soldiers
And tell 'em stay focused
And front

man
I would ride right by
Bump the music high
Kick the dust off on his ass
I get the cash and do the dash
Cuz that's what the game taught me
There ain't

since '09
Kid buzzing like a wasp nest
Flow lockness monster, no weapon formed against shall prosper Lord
Swear I'm over looked
Figured by now that bar

my intention
Now I'm living life to my invention
They feel threatened by my minds expressions
Can you feel the wave that I'm reflecting?
If so send

the roosters 
Need some more chains foot the bill no Kunta 
Too much cash man the hoody got a fupa
I do the money dance and I sang like Luther 
She look good.

controlling now Ankh
Niggas favorite rappers snitching talking all this big man shit
If you need ghost writers you are not a top lyricist
Don't give a fuck if

Balenci da bootz
Im onna plane
She onna pill
He in a scope
2 had da sto setup right by da sto
2 sit behind da BP and da grove
Mindin my business
My

perched, not like a birch
But like sequoias way out west
And that's the best kind of best
He found his calling right before his eyes

He's by the side

Go by the name of J.Q . or by the O.G.
But that's the ole me
I'm on a whole new phenomenon
Gettin this money
I'm putting in work
Know that I do this

he a child molester
Catch him by mine Boy Ima murder that bastard
Y the world support dude cause they don’t know no better
Got my foot on they necks I

about you
So I write about you

How you hide the shit you do
From all these people round you

I run away from all this shit
My foot is on the gas

I’m

isn't new though
My soul has been fed since T-Mo and Khujo
And Big Gipp and Cee-Lo
Look there's more to the music than machismo
Learning about the legends

She want a big bag make it birkin
Ridin thru city trynna break these curses Use to whip around da block in dat suburban da fuck da point of livin if

was a child 

By the second summer I had grown another foot
I was standing tall and I caught your eye 
We spent most of the summer hanging out by

on the menthol, blow it out the window
Bouta get it tenfold, big things comin'
Sipping' on the Jack, put my lips to the flask
Got a grip on the dash and the whip

a dream
Take a shot don't need a screen
K-O-B-E when I'm balling the fuck is a team
I get it by any means
You try to diss me I catch you in making a scene