Conspiracy Theory (GL Mix)

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Prodict of raceism, these motherfucking coppers
[?] have us shackled up in state prisons
[?] taxes [?]
You would think [?] they would have something nicer to say
Than "get the fuck out the car. Where them drugs at? All the jewlery you wearing, where the fucking guns at?"
Plus they search the car, clean, ain't find nothing
Same crookid cops tryna act like they know us or something
Laughing, telling jokes by the thousands
Two seconds ago, they tried to send us to the mounties
Leave my son without a father
My wife without a husband
The more I think about it, man, this shit's disgusting
Still we live amongst [?] everybody [?]
That's why we [?] like we got silver spoons in our mouths
Like we ain't grow up on wellfair
Nigga, don't even go there, you probably [?]

[Verse 2: Diddy]
Y'all motherfuckers don't wanna see me fly
You killed Big, y'all niggas see me cry
[?] y'all wanna see me die?
[?] scared, he lying
Hate on me, cause I got the keys to the city
You wanna see me get notorious without Biggie
See me without the Lox, say I ain't jiggy
See me without Ma$e, say I ain't pretty
Wanna dress in all black, [?]
Take my Shyne, hating [?]
Mad cause I got that Total package [?]
Faith in my shit, y'all keep hating my shit
Imma keep hitting y'all in the face with these hits
I got the real Queen Bea, don't fuck with my bitch
And I gave y'all the blueprints on how to ball
But you niggas still dream for my downfall