[Intro] Bad Boy to Bad News, the empire fallin’ Puffy to prisoner, hear the feds callin’ Baby oil rivers, lights camera action This the crime story behind the flashin’… [Verse 1] Sean Combs, Puff Daddy, Diddy, Love Built an empire, Bad Boy, money from above But behind the parties, the “Freak Offs” run wild Drug-fueled nights, women coerced and defiled September ‘24, feds kick the door Miami and LA mansions, what they findin’ for? Over a thousand bottles of baby oil and lube Guns with switches, ketamine, ecstasy too AR-15s modified, drugs by the pound Videos rollin’, secrets comin’ unwound Cassie lawsuit drop like a bomb in ‘23 Hotel hallway 2016, whole world could see Him draggin’, kickin’, punchin’ her down Black eye, bruises — king lost his crown [Chorus] Freak Off nights, baby oil shine Power, control, cross state lines Racketeering dreams turned to federal time Sex trafficking charges, but the jury split the pie Transportation guilty, two counts in the books Puffy in the cage, still got that old look From Bad Boy glory to orange jumpsuit hell The empire crumbled, only time will tell [Verse 2] Indicted on RICO, trafficking by force Transportation for prostitution, runnin’ the course “Jane” and Cassie takin’ the stand Testify ‘bout the drugs, the coercion, the hands Feds say he used his crew like a mafia ring Bribery, threats, obstruction — the whole thing Hotel tapes played, courtroom went cold Cassie relivin’ the beatings, stories retold Prosecutors rested after weeks in the fire Defense fought hard, said it was love, not a liar July 2, 2025, verdict hit the air Not guilty on the big ones — RICO disappeared But guilty on two for movin’ ‘em ‘cross state lines Transportation for prostitution, doin’ the time [Chorus] Freak Off nights, baby oil shine Power, control, cross state lines Racketeering dreams turned to federal time Sex trafficking charges, but the jury split the pie Transportation guilty, two counts in the books Puffy in the cage, still got that old look From Bad Boy glory to orange jumpsuit hell The empire crumbled, only time will tell [Bridge] Fifty months down, Fort Dix cell block Appeal in ‘26, still fightin’ the clock From king of the Hamptons to inmate number Baby oil empire reduced to a number Victims speakin’ out, the streets still divided Some say he innocent, some say he provided The darkness behind the lights and the fame Power corrupts, and it all ends the same [Verse 3] Once the party starter, now the cautionary tale Bad Boy logo faded, empire for sale Evidence stacked: texts, videos, raids But the biggest charge slipped through the blades He built hip-hop, gave us hits for days But the darkness behind it left a smoky haze From Puff to Diddy to federal case The music still playin’, but the king’s in his place [Final Chorus] Freak Off nights turned to courtroom lights Baby oil rivers in the dead of night Guilty on the moves, not the full empire fall But the damage done echoes through the hall Puffy, Diddy, whatever name you claim The game ate you whole, now you feel the pain Two kings fell before, now the third one too Hip-hop forever scarred — what we gon’ do? [Outro] Yeah… from the top to the bottom Empire to inmate, that’s how they got him Bad Boy for life… or until the sentence done The music lives on… but the king still runnin’
