Writin' in my nocturnal journal to a dark beat
On a cold dark night, I came up with these
Four hundred words that best describe me
And my lifestyle, I'm not like you, I'm unique
In the twilight, I shine bright and get my mind right
I was born under the full moon
And I'll die starin' up at the cosmos
Laid out 'til my heart come to a stop and then my eyes close
I lived a full life, don't cry for me
A real-life king of New York, the top of the heap
I did songs with Mary J. Blige, my nikka
Mariah Carey, Big Pun, and Nas, my nikka
I did tours with Biggie Smalls, my nikka
Eminem, 50 Cent, I did it all, my nikka
The shows, the hotels, and the afterparties
When that sun goes down, yeah, the moon shine for me
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feel you breh
