Diplomatic Immunity

Jim Jones, Cam’ron

Uhh, the mighty Set santana, what's up? It's more like a movement you Need be in tuned with Killa the Don, what's good? Heatmakerz, crack music, Dipset (Diplomatic immunity immunity immunity) Uh huh, yeah we back (Immunity immunity) Huh, ya favorite neighborhood drug dealers Haha (Diplomatic immunity) Jones! Uhh, way before we was Dropping knowledge on samples (listen) We was Cutting raw and using bottles of samples (facts) Few made it out, but I only recall a handful (couple) most got locked and turn To T-shirts and candles (fuck shit up) In a, war zone where bodies pop up dead (Harlem) Big difference from the cops and the Feds (check that out) A big difference from the dawn and drop head ('bout a hundred thou') I told 'em use it as my casket if I drop dead (clean) Money, Power and Respect is what The LOX said (Jada, what up?) he showed a lot of lack of Respect is what the cop said (fuck the cops) Paparazzi flicks on the 6 page (click, click, click) Grimy bunch with the 40s by the rib cage In my 'jects we wanted to Be this like Big Dave (RIP) I been buying Rollies since a kid's age (my 9th one) 4, 5, 6, hop in a 7 Series (bank style) With drop top shit I can see heaven clearly (pray for me) tried to put 'em on the game But they never hear me (stupid) Maybe a text is the closest That you getting near me (woo) Shit, this life is so ferocious That it's getting scary (ARRGGHH) And it's hard to stay focused My eyes is getting teary, uhh (Rsonist, what up nigga) Diplomatic immunity (Ayo Capo, what up man) Immunity immunity (This Wasted Talent shit, huh?) immunity Immunity (Shit almost got wasted, uhh) Diplomatic immunity (We save that shit though) Diplomatic immunity (yes) after I fuck All these girls wanna score with me Come get in tune with me I'm shining like the sun And girl you looking like the moon to me (Yes you are) your man a Goonie Scared to be in a room with me (that's a fact) that's detrimental (sure is) I don't deal with anything that's sentimental Had cocaine in a rental (Avis) Nothing sweet But all my suites are presidential (yup) Dead presidents, I'm done with residential (why's that?) What I mean, man, I bought my own zip code (oh) Leave me alone, I go flip mode (what's that?) Don't care if you black with a big nose White with pink toes, just how the shit goes The kid with the sick flow Jewelry, got Bruce Leroy slash Slick Rick glow Fuck is you negro tuu, this shit is crazy Diplomatic immunity, immunity Immunity immunity Immunity diplomatic immunity Priest: Do you know what the fifth is? Young Calogero: Yes, Father I know what the fifth is The fifth is I refuse To answer on the grounds That I'm not incriminated Priest: The Fifth Commandment Young Calogero: Thou shall not kill Priest: That's right now I want you to tell me what happened Young Calogero: No, Father I'm not telling nobody nothing Priest: Don't be afraid My son nobody's more powerful than God Young Calogero: I don't know about Father your Guy's bigger than my guy up there But my guy is bigger than your guy down here

Written by: Aubrey Graham, Matthew Samuels, Nick BrongersLyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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