Did He?

They call him Diddy, but the dirt's getting pretty Watch him stumble in the city of sins
Pull the strings in the dark, got a spark that's dark and louder than a shark fin swimming in wind
Swimsuits in the wind, murder down to a murder, the colors butter on bread, they spread thin
Powers in the shade, renegade in the trade, all the names he's tied to begin and again

We got Kim Porter's fate, what's real, what's staged, every move's got weight in a dendritic flame
All eyes on the moment, but the soul's in flames, fans chase fame, but they dodging the blame
A hundred stories, buried scandals, buried truths like a ghost in the glare of shame
His days tight with the highs, but the fires he hides are burning like wires, spark to the flame

Headlines turn like pages burned, tales churned out as rumors emerge
They claim the power of fame, the greed converge, every name gets submerged
In purge, what's truth, what's talk, in the boss they lock
Scandals crop and they plop from the top, so many faces in this game of stops

Guess who's left when the curtain drops
Biggie's shadow forever cast long, too many asking if Diddy played Pawn of Dawn or Kingpin
A king's friends still can't tell, truth dwells in wells, nobody will sell
Lost too much, a gang gets stealth, wealth on display, but who paid the price for the wealth

It's a kiss to it, whispers that linger when he's squeezing the grip of Diddy's iron finger
The deals ain't real, conceal, but reveal the battlefield, the clock that's power sealed
In a bad voice, world friends turn ghosts, riding close to fame, but they lost it close
Same cast, and she walked her silence deep, keeping secrets deep

Unseen, but deceit was the price of fame, too high to leap
What does she know that she'd choose to keep
Headlines turn like pages burned, tales turned out as rumors emerged
They claim it now while fame and greed converge, every name gets submerged

In purge, what's truth, what's talk in a boss they lock
Scandals crop and they plop from the top, so many faces in this game of stops
Guess who's left when the curtain drops
Contracts inked in blood and bone, what's been shown and what's grown in this game unknown

The Hollywood high life cloaked in zones where the shadows roam, and the power's honed
From East Coast battlegrounds to LA stone, who's thrown in the fight that Diddy sown
Legends gone, but questions stay, how many lives paid Diddy's way
J.Lo, Dre, and every man who crossed when deals got tossed, who took the loss

Rumors persist, handshakes twist, sealed with risk, in a murky mist
What's hidden in vaults, who's feeling the jolt when secrets bolt out like thunderbolt
Some claim innocence, some shout revolt, but who bears the scars in a bad boy coat
Is it legacy, fame, or really a mask? This industry came where shadows cast

Who holds the reins, who's chasing the brass, and who's buried the bodies of questions