Diplomats

Diplomats - More Than Music lyrics

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[Juelz Santana]<br />

Yo I try to be easy<br />

I try to be calm breathe easy, it don't seem easy<br />

I'm on my Ps and Qs, Ys and Zs, .45 on the side of me<br />

Plus, four guys on the side of me, with .45 on the side of them<br />

We can play now, this is a war not a playground<br />

We came here to lay or get laid down, spray or get sprayed down<br />

Wills for us anyday now, cops with their wall to wall raids down<br />

I'm ducking and weaving, running and leaving<br />

Not trying to feel the cuffs when they squeezing<br />

Or the plugger they stuck to Lumina<br />

So I'm stuck with this nina, I'm stuck with this finger<br />

Itchy as fuck, you're fucked if I leave ya chump<br />

Went to school, but ain't stay in class, hated class<br />

Only for period, yep, I could relate to math<br />

Played games, but the games was bad<br />

You know, cops and robbers, laser tag, see what I was aiming at<br />

Hop scotching on niggaz faces kept my ankles bad<br />

That ain't stop me from working I got me a worker<br />

Gotta him to work, and yeah, chopping the work up<br />

Keep him on my clock, clocking my work up, niggaz know me<br />

Taught him how to cook, livin his work up<br />

Told him it's not the pot, it's the worker, gotta mix shorty<br />

Gotta do it like this shorty<br />

Clockwise, counter-clockwise, it's all in the wrist shorty<br />

Fuck with me<br />

<br />

[Chorus]<br />

This is a movement, this is a union<br />

This is more then what you people call music<br />

I'm part of this Dip Set confusing<br />

Tecs we moving, catch up, y'all losing<br />

Y'all ain't big enough to be at the table, nope<br />

Y'all ain't big enough to eat at the table, nope<br />

This is powdeful music that I bring to the table<br />

The sequal of Able, fuck with your boy<br />

<br />

[Juelz Santana]<br />

You motherfuckers really don't know<br />

You motherfuckers really wont know<br />

I'm real fucka, I really wont fold<br />

I kill fuckas and wheelie off roads<br />

Bangie rapper, like I'm really off road<br />

The pain I feel, I really wont show man<br />

The game is real, I really don't know Cam<br />

If I'ma make it or not<br />

But my plan was to take it straight to the top<br />

Bring my fame to the block, with me<br />

Harlem's my home, so I'm making it hot with me<br />

'Til the day I'm layed on the block, with shots in me<br />

Stay weeded, stay cheifing a blunt<br />

Stay losing some more pounds, I ain't eating enough, nope<br />

Stop fronting homes, you wont do nothing homes<br />

Killa locked this, I'm what's up and coming homes<br />

You better believe, one thing I was always taught in my household you better achieve<br />

No matter what you do, you better succeed<br />

That was embedded in me, yeah, the rest was left up to me<br />

So I, played my position, I stayed in the kitchen<br />

Base tripping on the bottom of the plate when I'm mixing<br />

Cake whipping on the bottom of the plate when I left it<br />

Eight digits when I take it, break it and flip it<br />

This is the Matrix, I take it we live in<br />

Shit, I'm seeing the sun, I'm Neo the one, believe me<br />

Hand picked like cotton, I've been sent here not to be forgotten<br />

My hands grip the dots in, I get ya poppin'<br />

Shoot shit, shit is poppin'<br />

Move bricks get it rocking, y'all know me<br />

Ya young homie from the block, y'all forgot me already?<br />

Holla back, the young Rocky is ready whoa!<br />

<br />

[Chorus]<br />

This is a movement, this is a union<br />

This is more then what you people call music<br />

I'm part of this Dip Set confusing<br />

Tecs we moving, catch up, y'all losing<br />

Y'all ain't big enough to be at the table, nope<br />

Y'all ain't big enough to eat at the table, nope<br />

This is powdeful music that I bring to the table<br />

The sequal of Able, fuck with your boy

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