* different from the song of the same title on _no way out_



[puff daddy in child's voice]

Uncle puffy?

Can you read us a bedtime story, please?

Huh? please?



[puff daddy]

Alright check this out right here



Woke up smoked up, broked up

What i had left and rolled up, lit it

Had a shorty that i brought home, hit it

Sent her on her way, i got no time today

(yo, i'mma call you next week, aight?)

With all this work i got no time to play (ok)

Cash come and go, and i want mine to stay

Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day

I get an unfair play, then the stairway

That's why i'm like twa, the airway

Niggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-say

Hopin', but forget it

Check the mail, it's a letter from jail, from hoboken

I open and i read it, it said



[g-dep]

What da deal son?

It's ya nigga teals in the field, and it's real son

I'mma have to steal one

Caught up on the run with a gun

Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one

What to do?

I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, true?

Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you

I hear he's due

You just do what need doin'

Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one



[puffy]

Ok, good

Those cats don't keep it real as they should

Heard they don't pay good

Stand around all day wishin' they could

But this green fufills they dreams

They ain't a team

Answering machine on screen

Phone rings, it was arlene from queens

Head was mean, had a head for schemes

Told her she get head to see me

But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her



[female]

Hey yo, what up playboy?

I'm out in saint croix

With sun cats that say they real

But they toys

I heard ya doin' it though

And you in the flow

Some niggas wanna ruin ya show?

What up, yo?

Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?

Or i could leave him in his bed dead, with his dick robbed



[puffy]

Na boo, i'mma show you how i do

Just hit me when you get up top

But come on through (aight)



Now i'm doin' inventory

Guns, clips, vest, bullets

So when i pull it, it's the end of story

Leadin' my men to glory

Then get shorty to hold a pound for me

I know she down for me

Yeah, sneak up on 'em like a car thief

These niggas mad cause it's my party

And my benz is wide-bodied

Despise me, like the feds despise ghotti

That i kill for a hobby and lay in your lobby

So try me, go 'head and take a bite

Might as well say good night

Try to put me in the dark, i don't take it light

Now if it's wrong, make it right

Not tommorow, tonight

They barkin', i know the bite

Jumped in the b-n-z

Niggas gonna see the e-n-d fuckin' with me

See, i knew he was a snake out the ground

Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds

Take it to the pier where you can't make out the sounds

Thoughts in my head goin' 'round, it's goin' down

Pull up to his block, i'mma put it to his knock

But, i don't see him, wouldn't wanna be in town

Ride around for a minute

Thinkin' 'bout the pain that hell brings

Interrupted by a cell ring

Yeah yeah



[female] hey boo come and get me, i'm here

[puffy] where?

[female] teterboro



Give me a few

It was like i flew

But it felt kinda strange, it was like i knew

Pulled up around 2, late like i do

With the urge to bug

She gave me a nervous hug

And when i heard the slugs

What i saw in the blur was thugs

Tryin' to soak my fur with blood

Dropped to the curb and ducked

Pulled out the fifth, duck behind a car

Like "how i'm gon' get out this shit?"

These niggas don't know what they about to get

A one way ticket to hell in my gun jail

Bust my gun at three and one fell

The other two, waitin' to see what i'mma do



[g-dep]

Hope you brought your arms

Cuz you're gonna need 'em to hold me



[puffy]

Peeped around the car slowly

Then i let 'em have the whole wheat

Man there's six million ways to die

And you chose me, but i'm an og

And in the distance is police

I'm still bustin', tryin' to kill something

And i can't hide the fact that i peeled something

I feel this thing, like in a minute i won't feel a thing

The two cats jumped in the blue ac'

I fired one shot, they fired two back

They murked off in the night

I get them fools back, man they ain't seen the last of me

But i'm bleeding rapidly

Shot up in the stomach and that wasn't how it had to be

Heartbeat failin', car alarm wailin'

Couldn't walk straight then the firearm failed

Now i'm thinkin' how this bitch played me

Then i faded


more