Lyrics:
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Venue after venue, I've been through
Coming to the telly, so I can bend you
Send you to the store, condoms and more
Jealous
and stepped out same time g, that's glorious
Tryna do it real huge, real b.i.g
that's notorious
They tried to bury us, didn't know that we would've been
truck it for a real one
Is it me, or my nigga? Girl choose one
I'm with all my niggas and we all rich
Girl I'mma boss and I need a boss bitch
I got 2 more
double-talk serpents with two holes in their lips
Listen Kids, you've been taught, that it is what it is
But it ain't what it is, I mean what it seems
It's more
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
N do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
Garbage man
I'll be dumpin'
And I eat
like me or be somebody's grandpa
Instead you wanna be a fucking rapper with some hair plugs
No more rapping, give me your pen and paper
No more lying
Me and you more better, you heard?
You hear the way them girls laugh in the back
That's 'cause I spit crack on the track
I'm 'a keep it real boy,
Me and you more better, you heard?
You hear the way them girls laugh in the back
That's 'cause I spit crack on the track
I'm 'a keep it real boy,
wrist going to flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure aint a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what this bitch say
You
"Well, who is 'Biggie Smalls'?"
Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
Got my DJ Fifty Grand in the house
You know what I'm saying
I'ma nice long
Girl, i'm that n***a
I don't take L's, i'm a winner
I need me a B, just like Jigga
Said girl, i'm that n***a
And that's all facts, with no printer
fuckin' with those dudes
They run Philly and you livin'
In both they shadows
Cause by your own logic
If the only goal is to have more money
Then technically
records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal a**ault
On Mobb Sleep, Notorious B.I.G. and several
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
Sorry mum don't blame me I ga no choice to fight back the devil by my self don't worry I ga backup
FUCK This World with the fucking people in it
I'm not
Yeah, kid, Harlem on the rise (I like that)
This is the remix '98
And you don't want no problem with us guys (let's go)
I been around (uh-huh,
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I
baby girl she gon' have more in her head than just product and bundles
They say I'm rappin' with hunger, I tell 'em hell naw, I'm eatin'
If you book me
Everybody's greedy ain't nobody tryna share with ya
Our leaders are embarrassing
I think they need some parenting
Tell me why they playing with the fire
A hunnit racks up we breaching the sales
Fifty more racks im splurging for real
Twenty in the hole for big brotha bail ran up the bandz now they
to silence the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my competitor
Freakin the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors
Like back up off me dukes,
and you can tell by my step
I wont sell out for no cheque I don't need your respect
Ima keep it 100 till there's no more left
No too hurt and many nervous
One I'm down with BDP me say
Nuttin' new, nuttin' new
Dem nuh sayin' nuttin' new
Nuttin' new, nuttin' new
Dem nuh sayin' nuttin' new
They run they run
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