Ma$e - The Oracle (Cam'ron Diss) lyrics

[Verse 1] Imagine 20 years with a bitter b**h and the same drama Dame told you do this sh** and you don’t see Dame karma K9 on your a**, n***a no distraction p**y n***a wearin' pink I guess he think he matchin' I’ma paint the picture, let the n***as make the caption f** bars I’m tell n***a what really happened You hear this tone, you know the mac is in my seat You see exactly what I see you know my rap is not for free You sent them p**y n***as to the hill to trap me in the V You singing n***a, ain't gonna be no back up b**h with me I chew that n***a til’ my teeth hurt don’t even hit the weed first b**hes used to say I’m blessed and I didn’t even sneeze first Much dirt as I got on you, don’t even need no research My hand filthy, heart guilty, n***as like me need church Tax know you as the n***a that snitched on the Roc D.C. crips only know you the n***a they shot OG n***as don’t have no history with you on the block And everybody seen the footage I got Every since 10 you was a thirsty n***a I ain't gone talk about the time you f**ed your sister In 2002 you lost 50 pounds, ulcers in your liver And now you tryna sell n***as liquor, ni**a You always play the s**er part Where was all that Rico sh** when you left Jim in Rucker Park? Matter fact I’m on a true life change But let's get back to that smack and that Tru Life chain Damn bro Damn the whole f**in' land know After that 50 sh** you moved to Orlando You had the n***a Jim on the radio, where did Cam go? We all understand though You not really built for this sh** You not ready to k** for this sh** But no regrets You gotta lift up a TEC to get Murder respect n***a are U-N, you dipped on the set I’m the f**in cough in the slime flu You gone out rhyme who? I’m your prime times 2 I never paid for my mistakes cause that’s not what crime do b**hes f** me but that's what dimes do Somebody wanna jump in tell 'em come share I’m starting to feel like we don’t really compare I'm pretty n***a, wrist litty, sun wear Diplomat only mean that you ain’t from here You had a run here but y’all n***as is done here All these pretty women and y’all n***as bringin' guns here You way past the gun line Every time you talk of me you sound like one time I f** the King of rap b**h when I was unsign And made the n***a Diddy sign me off of one line Don’t blame for the past and I won’t blame you for the crash Sent my n***a Huddy on a dummy mission and he crashed Gilet I know you need money I get it I know your digital sales I know about your digits I know Sony Red didn’t wanna your sh** distribute I know it's crickets so f** it use my name so they can click it I made you, I raised you, why would I play you? When you dealing with this power, n***a Flex can’t save you Me amorin, drive the foreign, kick the door in Lady treat me like him important I don’t even think of scoring I just run the floor and D could alleyoop it to me like in Boston On some Kyrie sh**, y’all just talking Heard that often Had to rap again, y’all was boring 'em Now you can tell Dave East, A$AP Mob, whatever you want The whole hood know I’m the origin You robbed Juelz on some Diddy sh** And when Jim start ballin' you get back on sissy sh** You even had the nerve to call up Sham And use his basketball sk** to steal the name Jelly Fam Damn, Cam, I thought more of you But when I think about it, that's really all you do You really not that fly You really not that guy You really not that wise I'm really not surprised All pride aside you try to pay Lodi mom’s to side with your lies Now I'm like f** it Drago “if he dies he dies” Ain’t no unity Ain’t no Children of the Corn Ain’t no you and me Any n***a ever got Diplomat Immunity Was n***as who ratted or ones who snitched on their community And thats word to my n***a Big L To my n***a f**ing Trell and to that n***a Bigavel To n***a Loon on all my n***as in the cell Hope you hold ya head, I hope y’all n***as doing well This Ma$e n***a, I invented the curve I’m the name on the ribbon on the bird I’m done rapping with you You’ll always be my b**h you got my f**ing name tatted on you