Special Delivery (remix) Lyrics - We Invented The Remix - P. Diddy

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] 

Fuck the whole industry!!!! 

You tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! 

Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! 

Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! 

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] 

Monster cut truck balley shit 

Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit 

Outfit is four thousand and better 

The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater 

Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M.O. 

Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo 

Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more 

Where I coped two more, brought four for RZA 

Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery 

Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers 

Wonder Woman armed, Ghost is intelligent 

Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em 

Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em 

Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em 

I lived it out -- special delivery 

I spit it out -- special delivery 

I sniffed it out -- special delivery 

[Chorus: P. Diddy] 

(I want that) Special delivery!!! 

(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) Come on, special delivery!!! 

(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!, special delivery!!! 

(I want that) We won't stop!!!, special delivery!!! 

(I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! 

(Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! 

(Well give it to me) 

[Verse 2: G. Dep] 

Aiyyo! Aiyyo! 

Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time 

Rare, I'm a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form 

Show power the child of the ghetto is born 

Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya each verse 

Groove let the shit just spit now it's dirt 

Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work 

Stand by the grand high exhaulted 

At your door with a portrait of the raw shit 

Picture that while I spit anthrax 

On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back 

You don't really wanna jump the gun 

In the airless flow with punctured lungs 

Go 'head and stand there and bump ya gums 

If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya 

I'ma play the courier 

[Chorus: P. Diddy] 

special delivery!!! 

(I want that) Yeah come on, special delivery!!! 

(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) Ha-ha ha-ha, special delivery!!! 

(Well give it to me) Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!! 

(I want that) Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!! 

(I need that) What what!!! Special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) Ladies and gentlemen, Keith Murray, ahh!! 

(Well give it to me) 

[Verse 3: Keith Murray] 

Yo! This for my niggaz dem special delivery 

Bang ya head off to this, fuckin up your memory 

I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat 

Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat 

It don't matter where you been or where you at 

I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England 

Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith 

Authentical metaphorical lyricist 

Sharp descriptive writer, kill a biter 

Panty raider, party exciter 

Yo Murray what the deal - how ya feel? 

Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter 

Oxymoron, don't be dumb 

I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund 

I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake 

And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery 

[Chorus: P. Diddy] 

(I want that) Special delivery!!! 

(I need that) This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!! 

(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!! Special delivery!!! 

Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix 

so let's bring back my man, Craig Mack 

[Verse 4: Craig Mack] 

Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records 

as the dumbest motherfucker alive 

Figure you gon' survive 

You couldn't move through my terrain, even in 4-wheel drive 

And I'm your highness, finest 

You hungry? Try this, buy this, livest 

Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious 

What you think it ain't...that serious? 

I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot 

See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top 

Young black america my CD drop 

in two thousand and two, to change hip-hop 

Most folks shake ya bones 

I'm talkin cyclones and "Terrordomes" like Mel Gib-son's 

My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! 

Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches 

[P. Diddy] 

Somma'bitches!!! 

[Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy] 

(I want that) Take that!!! Come on!!! Special delivery!!! 

(I need that) Special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!! 

(Well give it to me) G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!! 

(I want that) Come on now!!! Special delivery!!! 

(I need that) Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!! 

(Can I have that?) 1-1-5, Harlem's Finest!!! Special delivery!!! 

(Well give it to me) Yeah, special delivery!!! 

(I want that) Alumni baby! Special delivery! 

(I need that) B-R, special delivery! 

(Can I have that?) Ghostface, special delivery, Keith Murray! 

(Well give it to me) Craig Mack, special delivery! 

(I want that) I'm that boy they call Diddy, Bad Boy baby 

(I need that) Yeah! Special delivery! 

(Can I have that?) Special delivery 

(Well give it to me) Special delivery...