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Yo, listen up, let me tell you 'bout a legend in the game, A mogul, a hustler, known by the name, Diddy's his fame. Started from the bottom, now he's sitting on top, With a vision so big, can't be stopped, won't flop. From Harlem streets to the Forbes list he rose, With a swagger so smooth, you can feel it in his flows. Bad Boy Records, he built an empire of hits, Every beat, every rhyme, sending shivers, making splits. A master of the game, call him the rap tycoon, But his hustle ain't limited, it's like a full moon. Clothing lines, vodka brands, and more, Diddy's empire's vast, expanding shore to shore. Diddy, Diddy, living large, living free, From the streets of Harlem to the Hollywood scene. A legend in the game, with a style so fly, Diddy's legacy, reaching for the sky. He ain't just about the fame, he's about giving back, Philanthropy in his veins, filling up his sack. From education to health, he's changing lives, Using his platform to uplift, to strive. But don't get it twisted, he's still all about the grind, Pushing boundaries, breaking barriers, his mind refined. Never settling for less, always aiming for the best, Diddy's hustle game, put to the test, never rest. From the studio to the boardroom, he's in control, A visionary, a leader, with a heart of gold. Respect in the streets, admiration in the industry, Diddy's legacy, forever in our memory. Diddy, Diddy, living large, living free, From the streets of Harlem to the Hollywood scene. A legend in the game, with a style so fly, Diddy's legacy, reaching for the sky. So here's to Diddy, the king of the rap game, His name echoing through history, forever to claim. A pioneer, a mogul, an icon of our time, Diddy's legacy, eternal, in its prime. So raise your glasses high, toast to the man, Diddy's reign in hip-hop, forever a fan. With his hustle, his vision, his passion so true, Diddy, we salute you, for all that you do