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Shyne Po called me from Paris. He’s been living in the City of Lights, as well as Berlin, and elsewhere in Europe…everywhere except for the one place that he want to be in, America. Which is at the root of why he called from Paris. And why he sent over this a Diddy diss-song, called “You’re Welcome”, reopening that can of worms we all thought got sealed after he and Diddy publicly squashed their beef earlier this year.

I’ll post a longer recap of the conversation in a separate post, but I discussed it in Tues’ “Celebrity Drama Report” and here are a few notes:
1) Shyne sounds surprisingly like the same guy  he was when we first met back in the 90′s, flush with new Bad Boy record deal money, ordering take out from Mr. Chows, hanging out with Mariah Carey at Blue Ribbon. He didn’t speak in Hebrew aphorisms, or French slang, and he didn’t have that strange Tupac-ian accent that we keep hearing in his music since he left prison in 2009.
2) Shyne says he recorded this diss song a while ago, but only released it because he feels Diddy didn’t deliver on the promises he made when they reconciled earlier this year.
3) Shyne says he turned down Diddy’s offer of money, because all he wanted was for Diddy to lobby on his behalf and help him get a US-Visa. He also says Diddy ignored his request to tweet about a White House petition to allow Shyne back in the country. “Homeboy did me dirty, he knows that, he apologized. He’s said he’s gonna spend the rest of his life helping me get my life back…so how you don’t help your man come back to America?!” I asked him if he would be satisfied if Diddy tried but was unsuccessful. He said yes, just the effort would be enough.
4) Shyne’s other complaint was on behalf of the late Anthony “Wolf” Jones, who was Diddy’s bodyguard and close friend before he was killed in 2003. He feels that Diddy should take care of Jones’ surviving mother. Shyne says, “Don’t give me any money, I don’t need it. But take care of Ms. Jones. [Diddy] gave her $10k when I started talking to him, but that was it. But while we were in Paris, he spent half a million on his chick, Cassie…If it weren’t for Wolf, if it weren’t for me, things would be very different. There would be no Ciroc deal, he wouldn’t be worth close to a billion…

Listen to the “Celebrity Drama Report” on why Shyne is ending his truce with Diddy….
And hear Shyne’s “You’re Welcome” track…
After the jump

Miss Info Celebrity Drama Report, 9pm: Shyne Is Reviving Beef with Diddy

Miss Info Celebrity Drama Report, 10pm: Why Shyne Is Mad At Diddy

New Music: Shyne Po “You’re Welcome” (Diddy Diss)

What do you think of this renewed beef? Was Shyne too quick to promote this reconciliation in the first place? What do you think is Diddy’s debt to Shyne and Wolf’s family?

Related:
Shyne on Ending Feud with Diddy: “This Could Have Ended Like Tupac and B.I.G.”
Diddy & Shyne Po Catch Up, and Pharrell Goes Green at Paris Fashion Week
Shyne Says He Has Reconciled With Diddy: “We Gon’ Get Together in Paris”
Shyne says convo with Diddy “is a figment of Sean Combs’ imagination” (Update: Shyne’s father speaks)
Shyne Freestyles on the Streets of Paris: “Meyer Lansky” (Video) #Exclusive
Shyne Catches Up with Jay-Z in Cannes, France (Photo)

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Shyne Po “You’re Welcome” (Lyrics): (via Mr. North)
I’ve gotten blessed that night in that club
Nobody died from that slug.
I think about the way that I was
I tell ya I was on one, cuz.
Bout to catch a few bodies, woulda probably caught the chair
First album ya’ll would never got to hear
I can’t believe that I’m here, I should’ve been buried with my pad.

[Verse 2]

I guess everything happens for a rhyme and reason
Still don’t excuse the lying and treason
You could face 100 years in the precinct
Keep your mouth closed, ain’t no speaking
When you in the streets, this is how it goes
Police ask you say ‘you don’t know’
Make sure the witness or follow scent cold [?]
Death before dishonor ’til they take away your soul
I need to know, how my co-d [co-defendant] called witness to sacrifice me
Just so he can get away free, this does not comply with the streets
But he ain’t from there, this is not a smear,
this is what they fear,
the whole truth, I swear

[Verse 3]

One thing about me, I was never naive
I might’ve played dumb to get what I need
But I could see, who was he, nothing ain’t surprise me about this creep
Ha, I from the land of the east, all up in the streets
Man mi nuh skin teeth, eyes wide shut shotta don’t sleep
Look, I seen the plot. What he did to Mason he did to LOX
What he did to Wolf and he did to [?]
God bless the dead, Notorious PAC

Why would I think that I was different, so I just sat in the distance
Kept my mouth closed, looked and listened
Learned all the trades of the sharks and fishes

[Verse 4]

I got partners to go to jail for bodies [?]
Get shot, know who shot him? I won’t testify in court
This kid got millions, that’s how he talks
Should’ve took that paper, made his soul walk.
Talking about he ain’t responsible for my actions
Man, if I was yapping the world, would know what happened
Them kids was about to wrap him
Shyne, they should thank him. But nooooo, they hate him

I hope I ain’t rambling, ya’ll got questions I’m just answering

[Verse 5]

Alpo did it to Rich, Brutus did it to Caesar
Throughout history, the thing is repeated
In a world where Sammy the Bull is a leader
Frank Lucas‘ and Joseph Massino‘s
Nooooo, that ain’t my world
All I got is my ____ and my word
Until the electric chair burns, I don’t bend I don’t turn
You ain’t to blame for the witness you called
To say it was me, naaaa that ain’t your fault
The lawyers you paid, I mean that you bought,
To sacrifice me in open court, ha
I moved on, I promise no more songs
Blood, I wish you well
….now watch me sell [sail?]