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damn near abusin' 'em\n\n  This goes out for my ghettoes in America\n  Real niggas stand if your fake I ain't hearin' ya\n  And I don't need you on my album to sell\n  My name rings bells, so take it to hell\n  (Hell)\n\n  This, is the New York\n  Uh, stop that shit pause dog bitch rewind this\n  Oh, and I'm Swizz the monster\n  Y'all can hate all y'all want Ruff Ryders the sponsor\n\n  Just 'cause I'm guilty\n  (Okay, that's right)\n  There doing you wrong\n  (Okay, that's right)\n\n  Just 'cause I'm guilty\n  (Okay, that's right)\n  Don't live it all\n  (Okay, that's right, a weh, dem a deal wit?)\n\n  From the streets of Jamaica I come in special delivery\n  Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz the new discovery\n  Why dem mess with us and know say shit wouldn't be lovely?\n  Last bwoy weh diss mi well him still inna recovery\n\n  Now they wanna cry when situation gettin' ugly\n  I am from the ghetto I know nothin' 'bout your luxury\n  Hear dem cats they braggin' say it's all about the Benji\n  The riches and the bitches and the ice and the Bentley\n\n  I am from the streets where thugs is dyin' plenty\n  Have to be careful if you die before your twenty\n  I make a vow mi haffi reach before mi seventy\n  Brought up inna this thing just for a century, yo\n\n  Just 'cause I'm guilty\n  (Okay, that's right)\n  There doing you wrong\n  (Okay, that's right)\n\n  Just 'cause I'm guilty\n  (Okay, that's right)\n  Don't live it all\n  (Okay, that's right Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz)\n\n  Yo, yo we comin' through we got that raw\n  Tell me what you workin' for\n  We don't care about the bouncers comin' through the front door\n  Swizz Beatz, Bounty Killer givin' you the hardcore\n  Everybody standin' up givin' up the encore\n\n  Swizz Beatz my logo my motto, represent ghetto\n  Swizz, on your mark, get ready then let's go\n  I got to get these pesos to end all my stress so\n  The whole world mi let know no punk cannot test you\n\n  We know it's all good till a playa act up\n  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