Can't feed my soul with that Range Rove Or eight centerfold baddie Jane Does Or eight million sold, or my bank rolls Move in step with the truth watch me tango Is it me or do they keep frontin' like they're on the winning team? This the kind of comeback that belongs on silver screens I know I talk like I'm crazy If they're what you call sane, then I may be Might run, but we pacing The score getting run up, I'm patient I know my squad, it ain't up right now Still I bow, cause he gon' turn it upside down Down bad, still gotta stand up All bad, Dirty Diana Photo finish, show me where the camera I don't even wait to raise the banner, throw that Confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere It's confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere Floating, floating, floating in the air, in the air It's confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere Up, up looking up like it's Acts 1 but it's rough stride is By faith, never luck, sight is So tough, nearsighted, can't bluff We really came up The way they run they mouth, you'd have thought we gave up They sound like a joke, where they villain makeup? When it's finished they can't make me and winning break up Though for now it's Down bad, still gotta stand up All bad, Dirty Diana Photo finish, show me where the camera I don't even wait to raise the banner, throw that Confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere It's confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere Floating, floating, floating in the air, in the air It's confetti-etti-etti everywhere, everywhere