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Y'all don't know my Biggie wars Who you "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's my heart, y'all still tripping off the shit Real niggas up and I'mma tell you how the whole thing start Off top I Queens up from hard times Rocking at the Fever, streets was all It was my version of the blues, dropping out The crack epidemic had rap representing the So I got in them shoes, tried 'em, wore Wasn't a perfect fit so I couldn't 'em murderers ride, I knew all them Jungle got shot, Will died, we was I wrote it in my I was 18 when Lake the Island, and Lord held me down and My surroundings changing, I had a baby I was making my with AZ Niggas started noticing my flow and was open The Golden Child closed 'em in with more than them older men Puff to start a label, Prince Rakeem had formed Wu-Tang and Dre had a new thing So Puff drove his new Range Queensbridge Projects He let me it, before Ready To Die hit Big and I hit blunts at the Ark Next thing you knew, Big blew and all the balling He had Kim in his crew, I Fox Only niggas in New York with one charts Big was ahead of his time, him and my niggas But dig it, they couldn't get That's when Ghostface it on the purple tape Bad Boy biting Nas album way Big told me Rae was stealing my And Rae told me out in Shaolin, Big would do the thing But I borrowed from them niggas started to flow like us, but hit with "Ain't No Nigga" Had much swagger Big admired the Brooklynite and took him in as Iceberg the don't know nothing, about this boss shit There's more shit than wanting to be King of New York shit
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Rap a version of Malcom and Martin Rest In Peace Will, Queensbridge on There's some ghetto secrets I can't rhyme in song There's some missing I had to leave out Had lost trust for Steve Stoute at some point til I got to him We old friends, but what's loyal? Puff soaked Interscope With champagne on Steve, and Steve thought the drama's on me Cause previously it have been, against whoever forever However, I learn, some niggas it's all business But I'm a dude with morals Then this nigga's Jigga too much, he used to say Jay wanted my spot I laughed, stayed home, hung a lot A man who used to be alone planning Baby moms I was too quiet, couldn't stand it She hit the streets, on she hitting the sheets With a rapper who wanted me on his songs, thinking he I taught her how to watch for cars who follow Taught her street that I know Her weakness was yo But that's her, I ain't mad baby, it made me Now I get my paper Illmatic I was boss, It Was Written I One of the creative LPs ever to hit stores In the I learned I Am NaStradamus QB's Finest, Oochie Wally, faced more I gave it all up so I can at home with mama She was getting old and sick so I beside her We had the best times, she asked I make more songs I told her not til I see her get more strong In the middle of that, Jay tried to sneak Assassinate my character, degrade my in order for him to be the Don, Nas had to go The Gam-B-I-N-O rules I What y'all want, see, I had The Gift and The Curse? Fuck that shit, the shall be last I'm the man, a rapper's rapper G-O-D S-O-N, be none after I was Scarface, Jay was It hurt me when I had to kill him and his whole for dolo
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