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[verse 1: B.I.G.]
Nineteen-seventy somethin', nigga I sweat the date
My is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins, in this of fly girls
Tanqueray and until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut, what the
I wish hurry up so I could get buck
Wild, juvenile mics and shit
New York, New York, ready for the of this (uh!)
Then came the worst date, May
2:19, that's when my momma water
No spouse in the so she rode for self
To the hospital, to see if she get a little help
cord's wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first
I made it out, I'm 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 with Biggie

2: Notorious B.I.G.]
Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, cream
On the drug scene, fuck a team
Riskin' spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream at my dream, I mean
I wanna blow up, my dough up
So school I didn't up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said that I should grow up and myself
I wreck myself, disrespect myself
Put the on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, of New York, I wanna be it
Rap was secondary, was necessary
Until I got incarcerated - scary
C 74 - Mark 8 set me
Not to move behind the great steel gate
to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked was all the for bail

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

[singin' MC Quita]
now
B.I.G. with Biggie Sound

[verse 3: Sound]*
eighty-nine I grow up with guns around
Today at 21 years I have been Porsche
Photos, and have to keep my reputation
Damn, now I gotta rapper's
Smokin' blunts, shootin' niggas
Don't be with my mic, I swin' the Hennessy
is my way of be
Had not yet twat when I my first song
the fucker, I knew that my money is long
I fell in and fell out
I thought of drown, I thought the
Do not who I am (yea!)
From where I and I play this fuckin' game
in peace B.I.G. - Respect for me
Now let me bring the shit