Artist: The Diplomats f/ Juelz Santana Album: The Diplomats Present DipSet: More Than Music, Vol. 1 Song: No Days Off Typed by: BBKing06@hotmail.com Yeah.. Its like no days off with this shit man, Come on [Verse 1] Crime rate back up, my mind stay backed up Just opened a new spot, the line stay backed up Piece still workin good, police still jerk the hood Keesh still boof her break, come home and work it good I still got that big ass goose down case I ever gotta bring that big ass tool round This shit is just one big ass zoo now, zoo town Who knows who gon' be gunnin you down I stay on heavy alert Cause I know plenty of jerks, wish me bad and send me the worse (yeah) Send me the curse--but I told ya I'm a soldier Rather be buried than hurt (shit), I'd rather be buried in dirt Without a tombstone, just plenty of dirt (yeah) That'll work, before the day I ever say "Son I can't feed you, son I can't please you." You'll never be the son of that evil Cause I'll become somethin that evil, dumpin that Eagle It's all chess moves, make ya best move Cause the wrong one will cause you a flesh wound And a wise man told me "Don't date the days, cause a date don't change the days" And flippin pages don't change the page All that does is change the page (shit) And that why we hold heat in these cold streets Cause negros creep, I can't be low key And these police, lean on me Tell me I gotta pay, give 'em green or heat Gon' take me to the bing for free And my bail gon' be more than Chi-Ali's (yeah) That's how these coppers work, they all rotten jerks Pigs, Uncle Toms and some Papa Smurfs Thats how it goes down man Still on the block, still doin' what the fuck we do Told you it's no days off You sleep, you gone Yeah [Verse 2] Now I'm sittin in this room stuffed, all boomed up (shit) Not knowin what's who or who's what I won't drink, so I'm sippin the water High as fuck and my vision is tore up And then I heard--I looked up and thought I saw B.I.G. in the corner Then I knew the agenda, get it in order But I was so used to givin the order, him gettin the order His man delivers the order (yeah) I'm all for this beef shit, it's war when the heat spit Fact is, all we good for is this beef shit (yeah) And so hood at this, so good at this Coke pushin shit, shit, why would I quit? You'll never see an easier dollar than when a fiend bring a dollar Long as youre keepin that product (yup) And I'm keepin that product, I dont gotta re-stock up Let a drop come, I'm eatin the block up I'm sellin weight customers packs They fiendin the cop stuff and I know the drill, yeah I know it's real You don't wanna have to shut down ya spot And have ya fiends have to come down the block Stop complanin, shut up now and cock (take that) Cause I will set up down the block And your strip'll be mine, ya Nicks'll be Dimes I will set up now and rock Nigga, I told you man Take a day off, you fuckin slippin nigga And real niggaz don't do that You follow me? Follow me Ha ha (Yeah) Dipset bitch It's a new movement goin on Killa, Jim Jones, Freeky, JR...Bezel...Okay It's all fallin into place!