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Diddy ain't tell y'all I run the city now
Play wack rappers like a stewardess I sit 'em down
Take flight like Holyfield and Mike
Number one or two, lend me your ear I will chew you
Niggas like tobacco, major league shit
Get hotter than Tabasco, make you eat shit
Cause niggas can't see me even with no tint
On the Bent-ley, I'm sim-pley
A motherfuckin magician when it comes to disappearin rappers
Shit happens, drama lead to bullshit
Bullshit to foul play, foul play to gun play
Then you see the Tahoe swervin down the runway
Bangin Big Poppa 'til the red dot spot ya
Pop ya, drop ya, like the Rastafarian marijuana
I blow like Sinatra, better call a doctor
I got ya, nigga I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one, who got you niggas gassed up
Treat 'em like a bitch, fuck 'em, leave 'em with they ass up
Screamin like K-Ci and JoJo's last cut
If you think you're lonely, wait until tonight suck
Black tape around your wife and your daughter
My lyrical slaughter's on time for your departure
Look what all that slick shit bought ya, this rap torture
Brought to you by yours finest, your highness
Drop to your knees, say your fuckin prayers
Thou shalt not fuck with he who is greater
The MC slayer put niggas to sleep
Have 'em countin sheep, get up in that ass real deep
Like a dildo, for real though, I let the steel blow
Get real low, I show you motherfuckers how it feel so
You can watch me kick shit like a steel toe
While you fall off the charts real slow
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one, put whoever at number two
Fuck number three, time to show 'em what them numbers do
First album five mill, second four and a half
Subtract two quarters after the math
I'm number one, like that little penny nigga
Play your position, that go for any nigga
Big or tall, Bruce Bruce or a skinny nigga
Die fast, my nine milli is surgical
Give niggas gastric bypass when I murder yo
I will creep, dim the lights on the fuckin jeep
Gotta aim for his head cause them bullets ain't cheap
If I load a Glock nine, count the bodies on the street
I was born hardcore, a menace to society
Caine and O-Dog in one, nigga I just begun
To break niggas of they disrespectful habits
I got to have it, talkin the green and the fuckin carats
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one
I'm number one