Diddy - Journey Through the Life (feat. Harve ‘Joe Hooker’ Pierre, Nas, Lil’ Kim, Beanie Sigel) lyrics

Yo, yo (uh huh) gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, yo (that's right)
Journey through the life of some real niggas
Some real niggas
(You'll never see what I've seen)

When I sleep I dream of
Bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost
Feds with toast knockin' my door down
Sweat poor down my body roast from the heat
So I soak my sheets
Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me
She sexy
Every night is different pussy since
My girl left me
And I tried to make her stay with me
But I stay busy
And her friends are cut-throats
They deep throat to lay with me
I reminisce how I miss her


And stare into space
Resort to the lips of a stripper
Sprayin' their face
Lampin' in a mansion, home alone
I hear footsteps
Shit I kicks just not lyrics i hold a fifth
Wonderin' if ten shots can stop spirit's
If niggas try to rob me, then I won't hear it
Cause it's different from the streets
I'm missin' my hood now
Missin' all the blocks 'cause I'm
Surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like a walking tightrope
And can't look down, fire below me
Now the fantasies I have for women are unholy
Success, thousand dollar bottles impress
Models with fat ass and big breasts
Floor seats, Knicks vs nets, private jets
Millionaire heir to Antigua, with Ananda
The MTV diva
Nas, how do we survive all this mess?
(I didn't survive) east vs west the rap game
Where words became flesh
A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress
Still I ride to the death, love hip hop
Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect
Feel Me? Fuck to the rock Sean John jury
I got the same hands of crap
Platinum and the crap pyramids
Write about the black experience
Sell it to Marimax
Tell me if you feelin' that

Take a journey through the life
Of these real niggas
The things that they seen
It would thrill niggas
If you've seen what they've seen
You would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized
That it's goin' down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see that there's no
One that we can trust

You can never see what I see, motherfucker
Beanie Sigel
The realest nigga from the streets was taught
Stay cased up nigga, stay deep in court
Reminiscin' on that cold cell
Deep in thought
Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat
'cause the meat was pork
Y'all niggas couldn't live my life
I've been through it
Stretched up in hospital beds, fed fluid
Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it
Saw the blood and the hole in my calf
Looked through it my life's no joke
I don' played dice with soap
Upstate the case niggas slice your throat
Wear your boxers in the shower
When you guard your soap
I done seen the biggest niggas
In the yard get broke
I done took blocks to war
Took blocks for fall
Took blocks to Wall for blocks of raw
What you think 33 in the Glock is for?
Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars
C4, block your doors
Niggas can't stop this war
I show you faggots what this Swatz' is for
Hidin' spots in the door for
The Glocks is for
Read the papers, '94 I took the cops to war
Half of ya'll niggas livin' a lie
Only reason why you switchin'
Up your jewelry?
'Cause you keep gettin' robbed
I looked that nigga in the eyes
Before I send him to God
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle
Realest nigga alive

Take a journey through the life
Of these real niggas
The things that they seen
It would thrill niggas
If you've seen what they've seen
You would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized
That it's goin' down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see that there's no
One that we can trust

Ayo, ayo, gangsta, gangsta
The Bible has words that Christ wrote
Evil men sacrifice goats
I speak all my life under oath
Since a kid, troublesome
Throwin' shit at little girls jump ropes
Bustin' BB guns at stray cats
That was way back
Watched it die, covered in flies
Then I picked up a stick
Try to dig in it's eyes
Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy-eyed shit
And every other nigga that rap
Sound like my shit
I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip
I don't shoot it
I roll with killers and criminals
With heroin habit's they picked
Up from the penile they let you have it
All I do is give them a smile
Lifestyle of the realest
You ain't ruthless you bitch
I got a pine box just your size
I know it fit your whole life's a mistake
Stop holdin' the pen
Kill yourself, come back as a man over again
'Cause in this lifetime I'm reigning
Slay men leave your whole body cold
Your nails grow long, you get gray skin
May this nigga rest in peace, Amen
I run with brave men
Straight out the housin', we wildin'
Names engraved in the pavement
Brick buildings
Grown ladies jump off the roof
Nigga get paged
Then murdered at the phonebooth
New York streets made me nigga
It's crazy nigga

Take a journey through the life
Of these real niggas
The things that they seen
It would thrill niggas
If you've seen what they've seen
You would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized
That it's goin' down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see that there's no
One that we can trust