Conspiracy Theory (GL Mix)

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DJ Green Lantern & Diddy - Rap

Conspiracy Theory (GL Mix)

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Duration: 1:34

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Fat Joe] Prodict of racism, these motherfucking coppers Wanna bag us and have us shackled up in state prisons After all the taxes I pay You would think when they would have something nicer to say Than "Get the fuck out the car! Where them drugs at? All the jewlery you wearing, where the fucking guns at?" Once they search the car, clean, ain't find nothing Same crookid cops tryna act like they know us or something Laughing, telling jokes by the thousands Two seconds ago, they tried to send us to the mounties Leave my son without a father My wife without a husband The more I think about it, man, this shit's disgusting Still we live amongst 'em, everybody watch out That's why we rap like we got silver spoons in our mouths Like we ain't grow up on wellfair Nigga, don't even go there, you probably gonna blow bread [Verse 2: Diddy] Y'all motherfuckers don't wanna see me fly You killed Big, y'all niggas see me cry Had enough, y'all wanna see me die? What man say 'P.D's scared', he lying Hate on me, cause I got the keys to the city You wanna see me get notorious without Biggie See me without the Lox, say I ain't jiggy See me without Ma$e, say I ain't pretty Wanna dress in all black, ride with Smine Take my Shyne, hating on a [?] Mad cause I got that Total package in morgue Faith in my shit, y'all keep hating my shit Imma keep hitting y'all in the face with these hits I got the real Queen Bea, don't fuck with my bitch And I gave y'all the blueprints on how to ball But you niggas still dream for my downfall

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Credits

Writers
  • Fat Joe
  • Diddy