Rick Ross
No Diddy (Gotham City) Ft. Rick Ross

I'ma do it all right now, no Diddy
If you all were to fall, I'd be standing here pretty
We been waiting on your downfall, giddy
You never hid at all you had it all going steady
I'll be laughing like (haha)
And if they try to let you out we'll have you running like you're Cassie
It's the second coming I got all my people with me
No more faint illusions keep your eyez open with me
You thought you're slick, your only baby oil slick
And those videos killed all your radio spins
You were a radio star. But a predator. You're sick
I bet a lot of people want your ass split
No Diddy. Built it up from my city
No Diddy I got all my people with me
No Diddy you can't keep it all a mystery
God sees everything. He plots when he watches you sleep

Nice try Diddy
You tried to tell em' all that your nice guy Diddy
Cause a bad boy will do a whole lifetime Diddy
You won't ever get to see another iPhone Diddy
I got the whole west coast with me
A phoenix with the tears you don't want smoke with me
I'll rattle all your jaws like you're on a coke bender
And I'll knock your ass out like a GHB victim
Yeah
You don't even get it
The way the industry work, I knew from the beginning
Had a militant mind and decisive thoughts and actions
I got drive, I'm not concerned about the backspin
Built my foundation when all your walls were crumbling
I reincarnated and started over again
You can never kill me cause God never will die
I'm back from the dead! Makaveli's alive
I just want to send another message out to the dudes who shot me
I'm still here
I'm still alive. You missed
Haha. I'm hard to kill

Hundred stacks on the watch
Hundred blocks on the dock
Ricky Ross new whip, tennis shoes and the socks
I'm up in secret city. Ya that boy got that bling on
You better get the phone, them bricks selling like ringtones
I'm stepping out fresh. I'm stepping out clean
My n***a young mob, the boy DPC
When I'm up in the D
We gonna stunt like a dog
My n***as dropped out of school
Wrote the subject to ball
Don't worry bout the crackers, cause the crackers ain't sharp
How I'm looking in the phantom?
Bitch you know that I'm the mob
See the grill in the front, get the feeling to flaunt
How you feeling Ricky Ross? I get a million a month
So mob. So mob. How I get it so mob
Pulling up to the trap fresh off a blowjob
Yeah, them thousand-dollar jeans
Pussy n***a, tell that
If you waiting on a sack, boy just hit my cell back
Go go g ga- Gotham

You all wanted Batman, you got him
They were focused on only making a profit
Until I came around. They'll truly say I'm a prophet
I got stones the size of boulders. It's written I cannot hide it
Still I got the answers. Don't lecture me. Give me silence. Shhhh..
I got more to say let me speak it
You ain't gonna go to hell for no reason
You ain't got too much to say or believe in
This is my world homie I subjugated the sequence
How you let the indigenous colonize your belief system?
Same way they stole the land and raped all of my people
The way they stole our children and indoctrinated evil
They're all more villains than Dr. Evil
You all want a savior well now you see him
And I'll teach you all that love is not a weakness