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Bigger Picture Lyrics by The Diplomats

Diplomats Volume 3

2004

[Intro: Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz, (Yes sir)
Jones, Santana
Freekey (The Union)
Holla at da boys, man (Uh-huh)
This is Diplomat Records, man (Yes sir)
Ya'll can't fuck wit us (At all)
We could go to war for years, let's do it, man (Our grandkids could get it on, man)
It's nuffin', man
(Let's do it) Yo
[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Yo, these stories I spit, I seen 'em I wrote 'em (I wrote 'em)
Like a teen he was boastin, "La Vida Loc'in"
In his dream I awoke him, the Beamer, I drove it (I drove it)
It was the beam that I showed him, (Uh-huh) that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him, I showed him, I leaned him, I told him (I told him)
The demons arose and, bullets, pull it, a hour just to clean 'em and load 'em, doggy
You had a slow summer, I didn't (Not us)
H.2 gold Hummer, not to mention new Range, no number (Oww)
And you know the Rover (Rover)
So move over soldier (Soldier)
Flavor Coca Cola, garage the soda holder (Holder)
And it's over, over, here's a clover Doja
I'm that nigga now, everyone that knows ya told ya (Everybody)
Byrd Gang but we live by the codes of cobras (Cobras)
Hoopties, drive-by's, long nose through Nova's (Nova's)
If you dope I dope ya, (Dope ya) where the Pensacola
The end is over, Coroner come roll him over (Over)
And I don't just look real, this crook deals coke (Coke)
Only thing whiter, dog, is Brooke Shields (That bitch)
Harlem, holla back, how the hood feel? (How y'all feel?)
Platinum, I'm that real, you that shook deal (I bring it home, y'all)
Took deals out the building, up the block (Block)
Up 29 flights, plugged up with the Roc
Now it's hurtin' ya heart to see Dame fuckin' wit me (It hurt, huh?)
Worse than that, the whole game fuckin' wit me (Even worse)
A little beef, a few lames fuckin' wit me (It's nuffin')
They actin like success it came luckily (Shit)
Same lame duckin me, (Duckin' me) is same dame in love wit me
Dip-Set but one set I claim is sucker free
Don't fuck wit me
[Chorus: Juelz Santana & Cam'ron]
It's da all new Thrilla in Manilla, foreala
Killa I'm wit ya, lets kill these niggas, I'm wit ya
(Let's go to war, man)
They ain't wit it, or gettin' the bigger picture
We livin' the bigger picture
Ya niggas is really wit ya, ohhh
It's da all new Thrilla in Manilla, foreala
(Killa)
Killa I'm wit ya, lets kill (We ready for this, man) these niggas, I'm wit ya (Harlem)
They ain't wit it, or gettin' the bigger picture (Uh, Killa)
We livin' the bigger picture ([?] [?] it on)
Ya niggas is really wit ya, ohhh
[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
When it comes to beef, yes (Yessss)
Indeed it get hazardous, seeds can't be saved by Jesus and Nazareth (Nazareth)
To my nigga weez, it's hilarious (Uh-huh)
They squeeze at the cabbages, (Damn) seeds in the carriages (Shit)
Thieves, Bronx, Queens, and the Razamith (Uh-huh)
Milk, and Ock Mu'll come steamin' the Ratchet, bitch (Holla)
Transaction, lobby get done
Being cocky is fun, these are Versace air ones (Never seen 'em)
Yea, thanks a lot, it been great Dame (Uh-huh)
My bitch is a great dame, my dog is a great dane (What's your resume?)
You know me, I’m from the 2, 4, and A train (Uh-huh)
Now I got 6 homes, 10 cars, 8 names (Owww)
I might be Charles Johnson, John Bronson (Bronson)
Oscar Martinez, Omar Swanson (Swanson)
And don't front, I'm jinglin' baby (Happy)
Chains, bracelet, rings, blingin' all crazy (Crazy)
Rob me? I think that he's crazy (For real)
Violets, Orchids, reefs, roses, they'll be bringing him daisies (Daisies)
I tell bitches that I'm "Sa Da Te", Fellacio in the tower of my casa, ayyy (Ayyy)
All they say is "Papa play" (Play) but I pop shit, pop guns, and pop some Yay
And I don't care where you been, or what Jail (Jail)
Go tell Disney (Uh) all ya fuckin' Ducktales (Uh)
Killa
[Chorus: Juelz Santana & Cam'ron]
It's da all new Thrilla in Manilla, foreala
Killa I'm wit ya, lets kill these niggas, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it, or gettin' the bigger picture
We livin' the bigger picture
Ya niggas is really wit ya, ohhh
It's da all new Thrilla in Manilla, foreala
Killa I'm wit ya, lets kill these niggas, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it, or gettin' the bigger picture
We livin' the bigger picture
Ya niggas is really wit ya, ohhh

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