Lyrics:
original
Analogical and digital
Like somebody from the '80s
You bit my style, now the cadence got rabies
I'm B.I.G. mad
Like furious notorious
That shit
me
Naw I don't think they tryin' to kill me
But This Is Michigan and shit happens feel me
It don't make a difference if you're as innocent
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
Guess I'm on my Big shit
Give respect where it's due
You're nobody til somebody kill you
A tough guy to lose
Play by the rules
This goes out to you
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
cold
Some days you're here, some days you're there
Some days you care, you're so unfair
Sippin' from your cup 'til I runneth over
Holy Grail
Now I
the world
When I tryna rest world getting worst by being in my side! Side side you Bitch before I fucking kill someone
Dear GOD Please do not play Game
or play pussy
But you can't blame me
If I set this stage on fire
Haha
They say you're nobody 'til somebody kills you
Well, where I'm from, you're
believed
How the judge gon blame me
Cause when them niggas come to kill
Me nobody gon save me
Label me a felon ‘fore you
Label me as telling
Upstate jail
further
I got a dead homie and I wish she met him
I know he up in heaven please send us blessings
You're nobody til somebody kill you
But these niggas still
You get, you get you get, you get
Kill Off Killy, I said Kill Off Killy
President T, get Kill Off Killy
Please, don't mention T on the wing
If you're
you don't know what you're doing
Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin
And dig this man
I spent my childhood in a wild hood
And all
the notorious
They just hustling
I ain't ready to die for no reason
If you kill me I'll die but that's treason ey
You can stan' up, you can stan' up
No matter
You don't want me til I got somebody with me
It's gonna kill me
Baby tell me, what am I supposed to do with you
And all of these games, we play
I can't
Pull out your badge for whoopin' a- and flash it on em'
Nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
No one's more ignorant then you f- four
bad you want it
Pull out your badge for whoopin' ass and flash it on em'
Nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
No one's more
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
in water
You might be over him
He's somebody's daughter
As far as is well known
Send me a black one
Muzzled in a big fat one
Open with
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
walked to the host and said, "This the name you're calling next"
Bullied our way to the stage and then overstayed our welcome
An apple never get too far
don't fold y'all, uhh
I spit phrases that'll thrill you
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you
the alarm
I'm like, "holy christ"
Is somebody tryin to come up in my crib?
I'm like "who the fuck is this?"
Like Notorious Big, he wore a black suit
With
I know you been needing somebody
Mustard on the beat
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me
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