Everyday (Amor)

[Chorus: Tish Hyman] True badman no cry Some'll live and some'll die Real man kill and don't say Move in silence every day, every day [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Money-making ability Theme music to the Godfather trilogy Yeah, I just do it for the thrill in me Come through and facilitate the facility Walk out on a tab, they try billing me Caught a plug on a diesel, that's from the Phillipines Start asking yourself "damn, how good is he To make it look so simple?" but how could it be? Specially when the work is enormous Proper preparation, perfect performance Never let 'em over-exert your endurance A liability really can hurt your insurance This is the hustler's thesis Money accumulates but the product decreases All types of weed, coke and hashishes Move it without touching it, telekinesis [Chorus: Tish Hyman] True badman no cry Some'll live and some'll die Real man kill and don't say Move in silence every day, every day [Verse 2: Diddy] The definition of power Found out that them dudes that's repping with you is cowards Your right-hand man been effing you on the powder Cut a body part off and they leave it by city island We get to the money, the money get to us Could've left but we stayed, how slick of us Love us or be sick of us We millionaires, my niggas up You think of Puff, come on, you think of Mitch Either you talking money or you talking gibberish B.I. died, was New York mine or Jigga shit? Both did clothing and liquor, got into bigger shit King gotta fight for the throne, you gotta live with this Friendly competition in music, you should consider this Just a little moment, I figured I'd revisit it Cause y'all niggas is talking it but ain't living it [Chorus: Tish Hyman] True badman no cry Some'll live and some'll die Real man kill and don't say Move in silence every day, every day [Verse 3: Styles P] Pray for the sight and light pot Death is certain and life's not If I'm in the booth then you know that the mic hot If I'm in a cyph, who could tell what I might drop? My context complex I'm just playing god in the devil's contest Are you cursed or blessed when you take your last breath? With your first one, let me dumb down, get the verse done Walk with the angels and demons, I'm not the first one Soul'll be out of my body before the hearse come Dig me, then you're used to the witty Old soul, I was here when Medusa was pretty New York nigga, roof of the city, I'm in the coupe looking pretty I got work, I still move with the biggie Playing 10 crack amendments, it's never a lack of hammers This is called painting the picture without a canvas [Break] Stop Ayo, that shit was cold, B (Mitch was a real star And when the light caught him, he always looked good And Mitch got love from everybody. I mean everybody) [Chorus: Tish Hyman] True badman no cry Some'll live and some'll die Real man kill and don't say Move in silence every day, every day [Verse 4: Pusha T] They say I'm overrated when they weigh in The fish outgrew the pond that a nigga play in It's like a blowout but the starter just wanna stay in When you rap about the shit you simultaneously weigh in I'm tryna find peace for the love of my brother Who dodged the white powder, I couldn't, I'm covered The price of blood diamonds is killing our cousins While high blood sugar just killing my mother Two bezels later and another Porsche It's midnight, the sunrise leather says the Devil Lost Daytona wing at the dealership Drug money in the back office, get the peeling shit Wooo! I ain't never been platinum, nigga Yuugh! Every car since was platinum, nigga Wooo! More liquid than you rapper niggas Only Mister was a blacker nigga Colour purple on the label Off-white all over the table like a sable Sniff, when your curse is your gift Your nitch get deported like Arizona rich, he'll be back [Outro] Money-making Mitch