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(diana ross/freddie gorman/janie bradford)

Go deep in circles
To find it in me
Rain falls around to my beginnings
So many riddles of my identity
I
L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
Latinos and Cheve's, down by Pico with Frederico
I answer all your questions but then y'all got to go
Now the question I
And if lovin girls is wrong I don't want to be right 
'Cause my man Babyface said that it's no crime 
And of course I'll work Diana Ross overtime 
You
away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
from London, England
Jeah, you jinglin baby
See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby

Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul
England
Jeah, you jinglin' baby
See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby
Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul
Crossed the line, I
away and let him be
He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

I'm back my music tracks about
to stae 
By the way, guess who made his license plates 
Thought I was finished, down, going through the blues 
Here's a hundred dollars, go buy some new
your bandana looking like Diana Ross
From me G Rap, yo, truly yours

(Hey yo, finish dissing that girl, man)

Yo, do me a favor, and pick up a pen
the percussion
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said that she was laughin' inside

As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
I
Brothers was layin' down the percussion
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said that she was laughin' inside

[HooK: Nas]
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out 
Ouch! 

[Rick Ross] 
Bitch I got money too 
"Trilla" album comin' soon
to come off it
Lane to lane, with a slim Diana Ross bitch
You might see me hit the slab, big car candy green
Don't blink hit the corner, it's a flipping
out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden
So September
lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin, 

And murder niggas for rhymin'. Spittin fire.... 

With gasoline filled saliva, drunk as Lady Diana's driver
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!

Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
to you
An incredible gentleman
He goes by the name Elijah Blake
Let's go

Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
stop] and fuck a glock I'm fuckin with a 6R
P226 Diana Ross cousin nina
Misdemeanor, that's what we do, understand it

I be more hipper than
"Oh my God!"

There's a million MCs that claim they want some
But see I create sounds that make your ears go numb
Peace to Sayres Ave., yeah you
glock pop
[Don`t stop] and fuck a glock I`m fuckin with a Sig Sauer
P226 Diana Ross cousin nina
Misdemeanor, that`s what we do, understand it

I be
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
his penicillin

See I'm a addict takin' drugs, that give me quite a thrill
Diana Ross and lady's sing the blues got me poppin' pills
But it get worse,
and commission 
I got it all figured out like Columbo 
I'll drop you like Dumbo 
Your album is weak, and so is your video 
Or should I say wackeo 
Your girl