Teksty: Cam'Ron. Bigger Picture.

Killa, Heatmakerz, Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla at da boys, man, this is Diplomat Records, man
Ya'll can't fuck wit us, we can go to war for years
Let's do it, man, nuffin', man

Yo, yo, these stories I spit, I seen 'em, I wrote 'em
Like the teen, he was boastin', 'La Vida Loc'in'
In his dream I awoke him, the beamer, I drove it
It was the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him, I sowed him, I leaned him, I told him

The demons arose an' bullets, pull it
A hour just to clean 'em an' load em, doggy
You had a slow summer, I didn't, H.2 gold Hummer
Not to mention new Range, no number

An' you know the Rover, so move over, soldier
Flavor Coca Cola, garage, the soda holder
An' it's over, over, here's a clover dojer
I'm that nigga now, everyone that knows ya, told ya

Byrd Gang, but we live by the codes of Cobras
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope, I dope ya, where the pimps are colder
The end is over, Coroner, come roll him over

An' I don't just look real, this crook deals coke
Only thing whiter, dog, is Brook Shields
Harlem, holla back, how the hood feel?
Platinum, I'm that real, you that shook deal

Took deals out the building, up the block
Up 29 flights, plugged up with the Roc
Now it's hurtin' ya heart to see dame fuckin' wit me
Worse than that, the whole game fuckin' wit me

A little beef, a few lames fuckin' wit me
They actin' like success, it came luckily
The same lame duckin' me, the same dame in love wit me
Dipset be one set I claim is sucker free

It's da all new thrilla, in Manila, foreala
Killa, I'm wit ya, let's kill dis niggaz, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it or gettin' the bigger picture
We live in the bigger picture, ya niggaz is really wit ya, ohh

It's da all new thrilla, in Manila, foreala
Killa, I'm wit ya, let's kill dis niggaz, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it or gettin' the bigger picture
We live in the bigger picture, ya niggaz is really wit ya, ohh

When it comes to beef, yes, indeed it get hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by Jesus of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, it's hilarious
They squeeze at the cabbages, seeds in the carriages

Thieves, Bronx, Queens, an' the Razamith
Milk an' Ock Mu will come steamin' the Ratchet, bitch
Transactions, lobby get done
Bein' cocky is fun an' these are Versace, Air Ones

Yea, thanks a lot, it been great, dame
My bitch is a great dame, my dog is a Great Dane
You know me, I'm from the 24 an' A. train
Now I got 6 homes, 10 cars, 8 names

I might be Charles Johnson, John Bronson
Oscar Martinez, Omar Swanson
An' don't front, I'm jingelin', baby
Chains, bracelet, rings, blingin' all crazy

Rob me? I think that he's crazy
Violets, orchids, reefs, roses, they'll be bringin' him daisys
I tell bitches that I'm 'Sa Da Te'
Fellacio, F.M. tower in my casa, aye

All they say is "Papa, play"
But I pop shit, pop guns, an' pop some, ye
An' I don't care where you been, or what jail
Go tell Disney all ya fuckin' 'Duck tales'

It's da all new thrilla, in Manila, foreala
Killa, I'm wit ya, let's kill dis niggaz, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it or gettin' the bigger picture
We live in the bigger picture, ya niggaz is really wit ya, ohh

It's da all new thrilla, in Manila, foreala
Killa, I'm wit ya, let's kill dis niggaz, I'm wit ya
They ain't wit it or gettin' the bigger picture
We live in the bigger picture, ya niggaz is really wit ya, ohh