"Well it's the Funk Spock.." "Meth-Tical.." "Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
B.I.G.] Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo Big) uhh.. that, I preach it, my nine reaches the prestigious, cats speak this, Willie shit Flooded pieces, my releases, snatches Smack ya cabbage, rappers, shouldn't have it So I grab it, never run, the is usually, a brutally, fuck who you be or you're from, West or East coast, squeeze toast Leave most in the blood they in, what, what? The and things you sing about, bring em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your It's more than I expected, I thought your was rented but wasn't, so run it, cousin I chill, the heat doesn't Ran up in shell about a dozen You never see like Frank White Your hand clutching, chest-plate contemplate You bought to die, nigga wait, yo' hands high
Yo.. yo yo I don't brownnose out of town I'm up around fo' the crowbar to the five point oh I get bagged, I'm Doe, suspect You ass like prime roastin, Calvin Klein Explode the when Doc guest appear I'm out there, I it with George Jetson here Your time is near, so get body dropped off I stopped trustin niggaz since got caught It's Bricks keep wrist covered, or piss colored By the waist got a gun as as Kris brother I.C.U., my crew, like ice me too I break your legs, leave your slightly blue The Doc was born with a grenade I'm concurrent in your like a, teenage mom Yo (what? what?) She havin my bay-bayy If I out the A.K., keep your hands high
"This is so underrated.." -> [B.I.G.] "Actin as if it can't happen, you're frontin" -> "Ain't no other in this rap thing.." -> [B.I.G.] "Biggie, a rap phenomenon" -> [B.I.G.] all 2X]
B.I.G.] Uhh, uhh I got a new mouth to feed, I'm due with keys Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I cowards bleed Motherfucker please, my block with my rocks Fuck hip-hop, them one-two's, and you don't stops Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and advance Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed from Branson, now we lampin, room mansion get naked off "Get Money", "Player's Anthem" Don't forget, "One More Chance" and, my other hits, shit niggaz be counterfeit, robbery come actually in and out like fuckin rapidly, the gat to me Make his chest rest, where his back be, talkin blasphemy me, your family, rest in coffins often Frank Wizzard, you soft or fragilla Play hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dealer slash Gorilla, slash turned killer
Man] Now now Don't approach me that rah rah shit, you out of pocket I take adolescents back to Spofford Mentally my energy, is like a eight, on it's side that's infinity -- too sick niggaz, nickel nines; bring the remedy -- when you the field, what's the penalty Unnecessary roughness, career endin injuries for Stuck on stupid, em with a dart like Cupid until got love for my music Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with egoes and charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s" This is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the Eyeball blower with no equal, swingin swords in the WAR that's my people, sho' nuff, I roll up This is a hold up, high, reach for the sky I rep S.I., the unpretty, to Left Eye New York Shitty, put they on it And who better for the job than Biggie? The Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme that and touch individual, small frame and change MC, What's-Your-Name, tuck chain All about the fortune, fuck the fame, labels still me when I'm down, but I'm up again, scorchin Hot -- my way up in the ?? to kill the bullshit a matador Keep your high (what?)