Lyrics:
motherfuckers last man standing, can you feel me?
[Capone-E]
(Chukka, Chukka) As I hold my glock
Sur walking down the street and never will I fucking stop
motherfuckers last man standing, can you feel me?
[Capone-E]
(Chukka, Chukka) As I hold my glock
Sur walking down the street and never will I fucking stop
motherfuckers last man standing, can you feel me?
[Capone-E]
(Chukka, Chukka) As I hold my glock
Sur walking down the street and never will I fucking stop
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
Rollin Rollin Loud
Stole the crowd
Stayin’ focus
Hocus Pocus man
We’re enormous wow
Yeah I see you wanna ride with the big dogs
Never meant to harm nobody
my time was coming, but until then man the lines were running
Had to move the press
I was walking 'round with a plate like a Chinese buffet
Still
through the window out of sight
Its the horror-core villain and the victims scream while killing
Its that shadow chasing you walking home alone at night
Its
know, "Maybe you should get out and go get a job" you know
Or-or, "We can't spend enough time" you know what I'm saying? Man
Just like you, Big Thes,
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
I want you to tell them statik Selektah
Lets do this, man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids
We regulate up shit
getting it
I'm the Big Man
You better know just who you talking to
You standing in line while your boy be walking through
I'm the Big Man
You know I got my
He a dead man walking, I don't know why he talking
He keep on talking we gonna send he to Stephen Hawkings
And I really move clean you would've
Hook
Got a lot going on in my head
like im dead but im walking
sometimes i feel like a dead man walking
sometimes i feel like a dead man walking
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills
We need to stop dissing the dead
I don't preach to no one, I just lead by example
When I was a jit,
that life was rays
Sent by the sun
I never sent myself
Into those very rays
Until I saw that very sun
Until I lost that very sun
Just a dead man walking
[Intro: MIMS]
R.I.P.!!!! B.I.G.!!!!!! LET'S GO!!!!!
[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample (MIMS)]
For the bread n butta I leave niggas in the gutta
of shouts out to my doggz
Eazy E
Roger Troutman & The Notorious, B.I.G.
My Big Homeboy Mooch you know I love your moms to death
In Heaven she rest
H.D. -
A yeah! Bad Boy in the house for the '95
Big shout out to my man Mel Smith
To my man Don Cee Shan in the house
What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo?
bricks on me
These bitches big mad big mad
I can hit em' with the chit chat
These bitches big mad big mad
I can hit em' with the chit chat
Walking like I
Lets do this man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
Tryna
Pick a path got me stuck in a loop
I'm like a dead man walking
(Dead man walking)
My ambition is driven
By something different
Just not giving
on my head
That money on my head
Whoa
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You treat me like a dead man walking
You
close enough
Tried a bunch of different drugs yeah
Pop perc comatose
Even felt an overdose yeah
Even felt an overdose yeah
Notorious I feel like B.I.G
now you say nigga
Notorious can’t say that I ain’t big
**** 15 minutes want 30 hours like Kanye is
By voicing freedom in your speech look what Kanye did
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