Lyrics

(Record scratch)
(Record scratch Background)
(Verse 1)
Yo, lemme set the scene, ain't no kiddie pool splashin'
This Diddyland is different, where the late-night action's happenin'.
Forget the cartoon pirates, we talkin' slick navigators,
Chartin' courses through desires, breakin' all the regulators.
No candy-coated maps, just whispers in the dark,
Dealin' in the real treasure, leavin' our indelible mark.
So ditch the fairy tales, the fluff and the make-believe,
In this Diddyland, the stakes are high, and the air you breathe... is heat.
(Chorus)
Cruisin' through Diddyland, yeah, the waters run deep,
Where the players are grown, and the secrets they keep.
We ain't chasin' gold doubloons, more like power and respect,
Sailing these treacherous tides, ain't no room for regret.
Through the haze and the neon, the rhythm takes hold,
This ain't your mama's story, this narrative's bold.
(Verse 2)
From the penthouse suites to the underground low,
Every corner of Diddyland got a story to show.
The "geeks" you meet ain't collectin' no comic books,
They movin' weight, makin' plays, with dangerous looks.
The "tricks" they pull ain't for laughs, they for survival's sake,
Navigatin' the shadows, ain't no room for a mistake.
So leave your innocence at the door, check your naive disguise,
In this version of Diddyland, only the real survive.
(Chorus)
Cruisin' through Diddyland, yeah, the waters run deep,
Where the players are grown, and the secrets they keep.
We ain't chasin' gold doubloons, more like power and respect,
Sailing these treacherous tides, ain't no room for regret.
Through the haze and the neon, the rhythm takes hold,
This ain't your mama's story, this narrative's bold.
(Bridge)
Forget the singalongs and the jumpin' around,
In this Diddyland, it's a different sound.
More like the low rumble of a system in the trunk,
The clink of glasses, the deals in the funk.
So if you ain't built for the pressure, the late-night grind,
Best stay on the shore, leave this world behind.
(Chorus)
Cruisin' through Diddyland, yeah, the waters run deep,
Where the players are grown, and the secrets they keep.
We ain't chasin' gold doubloons, more like power and respect,
Sailing these treacherous tides, ain't no room for regret.
Through the haze and the neon, the rhythm takes hold,
This ain't your mama's story, this narrative's bold.
(Outro)
Yeah, Diddyland redefined, ain't no playground here,
Just the echoes of ambition and the taste of a cold beer.
So step aboard if you dare, the journey's intense,
This ain't a fairy tale, this is grown-up suspense.