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[verse 1: B.I.G.]
Nineteen-seventy somethin', nigga I don't the date
My moms is so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins, in this of fly girls
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold
Ten in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms'd up so I could get buck
Wild, juvenile rippin' mics and
New York, New York, ready for the likes of (uh!)
Then the worst date, May 21st
2:19, that's when my water burst
No spouse in the house so she for self
To the hospital, to see if she get a little help
Umbilical wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my step
I it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"

[chorus: B.I.G.]
somethin' - 1970 somethin'
1970 somethin' - somethin'

background: MC Quita]
now
B.I.G. along Biggie Sound

[verse 2: B.I.G.]
Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin'
On the drug scene, a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of
Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I
I wanna up, stack my dough up
So school I show up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said I should grow up and check myself
before I wreck myself, myself
Put the drugs on the Nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, King of New York, I be it
Rap was secondary, was necessary
Until I got incarcerated - scary
C 74 - 8 set me straight
Not able to move behind the great gate
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I
All the money I stacked was all the money for

Notorious B.I.G.]
1970 somethin' - 1970
1970 - 1970 somethin'

background: MC Quita]
now
B.I.G. along Biggie Sound

3: Biggie Sound]*
Since eighty-nine I up with guns around
Today at 21 I have been Porsche around
Photos, action and have to my reputation
Damn, now I gotta gratification
Smokin' blunts, niggas weak
Don't be surprised with my mic, I swin' the
is my way of be
Had not yet twat when I my first song
What the fucker, I that my money is long
I in love and fell out
I thought of drown, I the crown
Do not who I am (yea!)
From where I came and I play this game
Rest in B.I.G. - Respect for me
Now let me bring the shit