Lyrics:
Hi I'm Voletta Wallace, Biggie's mom
I wish to thank you for your kind words
You warm gestures and your constant support over the years
I also
you right by my side
I can read your mind
What you want me to do
Darlin', deep in your heart
I see the truth
Now I know you got the magic touch
When
Rhyme and Reason the call
Words beyond measure, poison for pleasure
Shamans to the tribe, science you can't measure
Quality, quantify, experimental art
weapons
Out here fighting for a future
By handing out history lessons
Tried to cry for help
But couldn't get the words out
Fighting for a breath
Somebody
Live and learn
To love all people
This is our concern
Build upon the teachings
Of the most high words
Inna this here crmageddon
We must choose
I'll poison your handle
Your innards dismantled
Run your mouth again
And I'll make your life end
Get on your knees, bitch
Suck my clit slick
Word
lane
Eyes facing focused
Started on the bottom
I do this for the culture
I was inspired
By the culture
And this is what
I told them
Yoo I think
These
Nothing is never ending
I can tell by the look in yor eyes
True feelings have turned to mere gestures
Words of love now all seem just lies
No
York, Vegas
Or use a French word, and flirt for my attention
Did I mention, that I was in love
Back home, my mother told me
That Daisy was a poison
crazy
Making new rappers on daily
Gold rapper ain't use safety
Slinging Blue Magic like the 80's
Bout to go crazy
Throw the grammies in the back go
with no hesitate
Compel the magic words
Seven circles around the Earth
And the words written on the scroll
Will be orders to this hulk of slush
I know that you miss me
But you don't wanna say a word
And I know that you miss me
But you want me to say it first
How did all this even happen
Why
In the south Caribbean
There's place I have heard
Where an old voodoo priestess
Grants a wish for a word
And it's said that the magic
That she holds
tell these words from magic door
It's cloced for me, but not for you
You know my name, you miss me still
It noisy around by sounds of town
But box is
He said
You will look right into my eyes
Repeat every word that I say
You want some magic in your life
My love is the only way
Magician
a thousand words
Writing to him
And he'll never even know
How to begin
I'll be there standing
For a minute, or an hour, or five
Just to be passed by his
the spirit that flows through all kinds
Give your time when you can, and a hug when it's needed
Give your word and stand fast by your mind
Lead from your
check your food for poison
And if you think your mailman is a spy
Then destroy him
No blankets or pajamas
They can choke you in your sleep
Two words
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your family
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your
State of life, may I live? May I love?
Coming out the sky, I name me a name
Coming out-silver word-what it is
It is the very nature of the sound
State of life, may i live, may i love
Coming out the sky, i name me a name
Coming out silver word for what it is
It is very nature of the sound,
wish but, baby
Don't you tease my magic carpet ride
Is waiting by your door
I’ll give you so much more
Than you'll ever need
I, I just wanna make you
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