[ Verse 1 ] [ ]
It has been said, that there has been known to be blood Over bread, men who have to death, dead Strapped to beds, bite bombs lead Money, power, respect, street cred, It's scary aint it? yourself going out as a hero Picth a Mural, of us painted all over street corners meet to mourn us, while we meet the coroners Notorious to warn us So many bank off of, Biggie's back and Pac's Landmarks, history in rap, statistically in It's so sad to see us These tragic events, which lead us To where we left of March 9th to come from such hard knock And make it out of the bottom to hit the Once the artist, is our lives out for all eyes And he who lasts the longest be the strongest In concrete jungle Where this dog eat dog comes from This origin, which is usually originated cats are starving Or it could just be aura that just horrifies And applies to his persona or the in his entourage That the people to the point You know that he's gangster, he aint gotta say shit you believe it
[ 2 ] [ Obie Trice ]
Since Big taught us to think big I'm been about my business since then so it aint It aint how we live, what he said he did it for Brooklyn This I took in, sent through my skin Vicious, I've experienced in the sights as him what excited Obie to write these poems Rolling, going through the same he spoken Open up my eyes there's no limit in them Ready 2 Die was a sick part of my life Pummin that .45, plotting to pop my Then crooked eye Jamaican, I'd so many times Rewind Got me to walk a line and get up on my grind Get up out the system, who could give him better No pop of mine could top Big Poppas So I'd be popular huh? That's the inspiration I got my nigga P.I
[ Verse 3 ] [ P ]
I took a coal, a diamond, I his mind, enter The most phenomenal of any and all time I made a Frankenstein, my designs Backpackers and press who said my house was a Critics lash, I made a fortune of his past an' All is did was build a dynasty off of his And I'm addressing the absent to who he is The original king of New Christopher Wallace is a promise on Diddy's honor I'm a father to and teach ya with all the drama Don't bother, or repeat All of your albums play to back And I visit your cause our friendships intact An ammaculate concept, extravagant wounds left in my heart, I'm yelling God bless Regardless to yelling that 'east-west' I seen the game loosing, I'm pressing the reset When the of you shines through an individual enough, doing the same crown of thorns literally I'ma pay homage, brooklyns Wether it's Queens or it'll be instant stardom, ni99a!