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All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been

I'm talkin' 'bout you and I
But we persevere force feed enemies truth serum
We want, nothin' but peace and if not we leave 'em deceased
In your

cheat, gotta steal 
Gotta kill just to get by 
I smoke emcees to get high while perceivin the lies 
Sayin my drive is all wrong, but at least I can ride

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me or leave me alone

Now, back to our regularly scheduled program
L'Album Noir: The Black Album

The album opens with Smoking A Poem, a piece that was written many years ago but still holds its own, maybe because poets continue to be a rare

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

in
But now you see the genius community the unity
The pieces and the inbetweens it leaves you feeling speechless

You keep on breathing and the peace

Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all

Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all

to the left.
In hopes to seize not to appease.
cny person any version, 
Of a serpent that's lurking 
In the grass. 
My brain keeps working to fast. 
Leave drama

wait until the album drops
No this is real warm but the albums hot
Now write a letter of complaint if this don't make you bop
I'm ready for war my lyric

you running?) fab!

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Originally only appearing on the CD
Version of Made In heaven as a hidden track
This

like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
MWA, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore

You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You)

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

up in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
Mwa, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four,

never deleted those verses?
Never replaced them with alternate versions
They put you on the spot, they like "spit a freestyle"
But you just forget what

of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus

of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus

peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's

day comes I go with my respect
Live and cherish the moments
I die without regrets
I'll leave a legacy carried by family and friends
And if there isn’t

Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by

You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You)

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death [Clean]

1997

up in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, n**** decease
Mwa, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four,

chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

I copped a full grip
Watch me kill 'em on the mic and leave em screaming who did it
Now Who this
The greatest that only God can mention
My name causes