Lyrics:
it out somehow
Been blessed with game I got stories to tell
I'm B.I.G Notorious Rebel
Lost my mind when I lost my moms
Hardcore shit nigga I was ready
Big's Frank White appetite for destruction
Made him king of New York a notorious introduction
To Pun the only son of Tony Montana X Cannibus and Mos
Were
on the same level I am
Nah you a bit smaller
Feelin notorious way yo girl call me big poppa
Bout take it a bit farther
And make shit a bit awkward
Like 9/11 if
Kamerablitzlicht blendet
Gang-shit, Saado-Clan ist die Family
Sorry, letzte Zeit antwortete Salah für mich auf Fan-Mails
Denn kommt Sunny back, lässt er wieder
(woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I
And now coming down the aisle (uh)
Accompanied by no-motherfuckin'-body, it's young Bronny (it's me)
Yeah, steppin' to the plate like Barry with
in the cockpit
Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet
With mercury ion rockets
And a big ass "Canibus comin soon" poster on the side
Big C.O On the beat
Forcing out my bad memories of me seeing failure
The only thing from keeping me away is all this pressure
It's like I'm sinking
Instead getting killed out here a dead martyr
Bitches call me notorious like big papa
I am fuckin lost in this nonsense
When it makes no sense we got no
hip-ocritical
I could say (Dear Mama) and wonder why they call you bitch
I seen drama, I step to the odds lookin at death in the eyes
They probably MURDER ME,
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all
a fuck who it is
Don't let em fuck yo' paper man, please Big
Focus your mind man, do your albums, make them hot joints
Man fuck these niggaz man
Fuck
a fuck who it is
Don't let em fuck yo' paper man, please Big
Focus your mind man, do your albums, make them hot joints
Man fuck these niggaz man
Fuck
wie Colin Kaepernick
Big-boss, sieh zu, wie ich das Grüne in das Paper wickel'
Lehne mich zurück, aber plan' dabei schon die nächsten Schritte
survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurting assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
the locks
Yeah I'm B.I.G. like Notorious and K.R.I.T.
That's the past and present, you know the future's lit
With me at the forefront, I'm carrying the torch
Kurt Cobain and Amy winehouse pain
notorious b.i.g and Tupac slain
Shot like cane
Don’t be a menace to south central while drinking your juice in
shenanigans
Spoiled by His love apple of the Lord's eyes
Got me feeling like a bald eagle kinging in the sky
I've got a testimony like an operation scar
marshawn , but they still want that lynch over my shoulders. It's cool
I still run it.
Look at, look at, look at all they faces impaled by the hatred
But I
to a crisis
Forty renders you spineless
Terrorize like I'm isis
So much seen in my iris
Shooting stars in the Wraith
Notorious B.I.G. with the faith
Moments
The Republicans believe in their right to bear arms
No matter the rising death toll
And the amount of harm it causes to innocent people
They have their right
the death march as the fire engines scream
Take me to the valley and lay the sod o'er me
The world's greatest cowboy has gone to our dreams
They say it was
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