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And my pride don't give a damn
By now You know I always got a plan
Right now my product on high demand
Machine guns
On
Machine guns
On
Even street niggas

mi bi ti Pepe 
Won fe run mi bi ti Pepe
Won fe run mi bi ti Pe 
I’m BIG, Notorious
By any means, I’m victorious
Rocking Camou made by Louis Vuitton

need a medal case?
(Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)

You got that mean-mug grill, that red in your eyes
That Ace of Spades, baby, talking big-boy size
Get

on the Jazz I told them
I told them check your man on the Jazz like Hornacek
Doernbecher Jordan VI
Achoo the boy is sick
B.I.G. Poppa Notorious for dropping

this.... shit
got hit by another... severe damage to the front and the rear
How did I end up here? In this mess, I guess I have to start al over at game over

on being big I ain't talking Biggie
Ah, no disrespect, The Notorious, that fat ugly dude, homie that's a legend
A thousand times tougher than a man in

bucks will roll
In, and, most importantly
Power will be maintained by the groovy guy
(or gal) who gets the most media
Coverage for his sleaze naturally

Making Progress

Blackalicious

A2G

1999

got to lead the task
Educate keep learnin', got to  question, ask
And let your light keep shinin and remember the past
By any means necessary you'll be

Show Me the Way

Dilated Peoples

RSE20: 20 Years of Rhymesayers Entertainment

teach
I was raised by N.W.A and stayed CA
All day, same story difference brief case
I'm nonchalant to others peddling weight
I got a purpose

got a ten, holdin my stack of big Benz
Correographer causin your funky dope maneuver (say what?)
Bad Boy represent, keep it sewer
Killin You Softly wit

turn
roll it up I'm smokin
roll it up I'm chokin

[Birdman]
We got weed in the mornin', weed for the homies
weed in the back of the Coupe I been smokin

Live by the rules of funk or die, but I don't fuck with dude
We bomfortable
Corner store loitering, eatin' Lunchables
This million probably changed me

So, it's Travis Scotch
So much money, I got a lot
The beat was made by CRZFawkz
Yeah, you know who it is

My Gucci bag's very big
Got money in

& jewelry
Heard i was notorious

Blame it on all of this drip
You can blame all of this swag
Hold me accountable count on myself
I got no problems w that

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

the dashboard
I'm the notorious four I do it big and I'm a bad boy
Back then was running from twelve and jumping fences it was bad boy
We headed to them riches

and machine, yeah, you know what I mean?
I am a man, I am a warrior, livin life big like my name was notorious
Shoot for the stars, I aim and it's glorious

it up money machine
Young nigga get you a kleenex
Came in w all of this mean drip 
And I didnt even mean it
Got rockstar vans got rockstar pants got

Kick your ass to The Hamptons
With my Big Diesel Machine
75 Miles Per Hour on every Friday night
Shoot The Third Rail out of me when
I don’t need no

The Hilton

Raekwon

R.A.G.U. Rae and Ghost United

2007

This Nigga just bought eleven machine guns
And he brought them in my crib

Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton
Heard Nia Long is in

Fires in Hell

Half-A-Mill

Black Mask

1999

Head twisted, on the red, by vet bitches
Super fly son, movin my gun, born on the run
More to come, all in one, luxurious fallen on
Notorious baller,

fate
They don’t know my fate

Might got Might got
Big odds beat them
Your face card grave yard
Wake up they sleeping

Your mistake
I got bigger visions

Leave Me Alone

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk

It Might Sound Crazy

Too $hort

The World of Gangsta Rap

2004

I can't fuck with you, I need a bitch like Tracy. 

Got a good job, when she walks in the place, she 

Gets respect with them big-ass tits. 

She