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P. Diddy: Special delivery

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Fuck the whole industry!!!! You tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Monster cut truck balley shit Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit Outfit is four thousand and better The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M.O. Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more Where I coped two more, brought four for RZA Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers Wonder Woman armed, Ghost is intelligent Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! (I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Come on, special delivery!!! (Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!, special delivery!!! (I want that) We won't stop!!!, special delivery!!! (I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! (Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 2: G. Dep] Aiyyo! Aiyyo! Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time Rare, I'm a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form Show power the child of the ghetto is born Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya each verse Groove let the shit just spit now it's dirt Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work Stand by the grand high exhaulted At your door with a portrait of the raw shit Picture that while I spit anthrax On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back You don't really wanna jump the gun In the airless flow with punctured lungs Go 'head and stand there and bump ya gums If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya I'ma play the courier [Chorus: P. Diddy] special delivery!!! (I want that) Yeah come on, special delivery!!! (I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Ha-ha ha-ha, special delivery!!! (Well give it to me) Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!! (I want that) Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!! (I need that) What what!!! Special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Ladies and gentlemen, Keith Murray, ahh!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 3: Keith Murray] Yo! This for my niggaz dem special delivery Bang ya head off to this, fuckin up your memory I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat It don't matter where you been or where you at I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith Authentical metaphorical lyricist Sharp descriptive writer, kill a biter Panty raider, party exciter Yo Murray what the deal - how ya feel? Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter Oxymoron, don't be dumb I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! (I need that) This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!! (Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!! Special delivery!!! Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix so let's bring back my man, Craig Mack [Verse 4: Craig Mack] Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records as the dumbest motherfucker alive Figure you gon' survive You couldn't move through my terrain, even in 4-wheel drive And I'm your highness, finest You hungry? Try this, buy this, livest Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious What you think it ain't...that serious? I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top Young black america my CD drop in two thousand and two, to change hip-hop Most folks shake ya bones I'm talkin cyclones and "Terrordomes" like Mel Gib-son's My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches [P. Diddy] Somma'bitches!!! [Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy] (I want that) Take that!!! Come on!!! Special delivery!!! (I need that) Special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!! (Well give it to me) G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!! (I want that) Come on now!!! Special delivery!!! (I need that) Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) 1-1-5, Harlem's Finest!!! Special delivery!!! (Well give it to me) Yeah, special delivery!!! (I want that) Alumni baby! Special delivery! (I need that) B-R, special delivery! (Can I have that?) Ghostface, special delivery, Keith Murray! (Well give it to me) Craig Mack, special delivery! (I want that) I'm that boy they call Diddy, Bad Boy baby (I need that) Yeah! Special delivery! (Can I have that?) Special delivery (Well give it to me) Special delivery...
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