My Downfall lyrics

by

The Notorious B.I.G.


[Intro]
*Phone rings*
Yo...hello? Faith?!
Motherf*cker
*Click*
*Phone rings*
Yo
I'ma kill you, motherf*cker
Hello?
I'ma kill you, you motherf*cker
Word?
I'm gonna get you, motherf*cker
You better watch your motherf*ckin' back
That's my word n*gga
Get the f*ck outta here
Better watch your motherf*ckin' back
Watch my back? Word?
I'm gonna get Biggie, I'm gonna kill Biggie
You soft duke, you soft
f*ck all you n*ggas, you all ain't sh*t
Watch your motherf*ckin' back
Eat a di*k
*Click*

[Interlude: Puff Daddy]
Jealousy's a motherf*cker, you weak jealous motherf*ckers!
If you a jealous motherf*cker, you just a weak motherf*cker!
See when you on top, motherf*ckers just wanna bring you down!
Motherf*ckers don't even know you, and they don't like you
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set off
Shoulda pushed him dead off, wipe the sweat off (uhh)
'Cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, look man
You wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crouched up over the casket, screamin' "bast*rd!"
Cryin', know my friends is lyin'
Y'all know who killed him, filled him with the lugers from they Rugers
Or the Desert, dyin' ain't the sh*t, but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my n*ggas bring the riot
Givin' cats the opposite of diets
You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me
sh*t, I need the company (uh-huh)
Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter
If it was up to me you would be with me
Sorta like Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearest
Silencers so you can't hear it
Competition still fear it, sh*t don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still

[Chorus: DMC]
That's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray, they pray)
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
This goes out to cats, fingers in they ass again
Fifty dollar half-a-men, daydreamin'
f*ck around get wet like semen, your whole team and
Be more gone than Freeman
I took the cream and, moved to new places, new faces
f*ck the screw faces, 'cause when I flip
I make the papers, dangerous, we Goodfellas
n*ggas can't bang with us, try to do me
My crew be unruly (what)
Some old school cats that call gats toolies
Call blacks moolies, think it's cool to smoke woolies
And f*ck without rubbers (what)
Specialize in killin' wives and grandmothers
Who ya trustin', sh*t
When Frank start bustin', Frank start somethin'
Killin' ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley
Me and Sean Combs takin' broads home
On the phone with the chip, with these Cristal chicks
'Bout to make our own porno flicks, my life's the sh*t

[Chorus: DMC]
That's not all, MC's have the gall (they pray, they pray)
To pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall
That's not all, MC's have the gall (they pray, they pray)
To pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall, fall
[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G. (Puff Daddy)]
We used to hold the gold, now we floss with diamonds
n*ggas want my team to stop shinin'
Pray my fame start declinin'
Whinin' like girlies (stop whinin' you b*tches)
We been around the world twice, all we got is mo' ice
And mo' nice, sacrifice your heart
Lexus with the automatic start (what)
Fifty shots'll tear your club apart
Eatin' shrimp À la carte, with some b*tches from Brussels
Eatin' clams and mussels
Uhh, octopus, pretty face no waist
I just want the bush, so I can mack it
Give her a package to push, 'cause I work them hoes
Pendejos I show you how to play them hoes
Can you just visualize it?
Before I go to sleep I check the beds and the closet
So I can sleep safe, not too many keep a mil' in the briefcase
Infrareds help me sleep safe, but wait

[Chorus: DMC]
That's not all, MC's have the gall (they pray, they pray)
To pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall, fall

[Interlude: Puff Daddy]
See, y'all motherf*ckers live off of negativity
What y'all n*ggas need to get through your motherf*ckin' heads
Is that, y'all f*ckin' with some n*ggas that's on a higher
Motherf*ckin' level -- we don't give a f*ck
About what you think about us how you feel about us
What you got to say about us
We gon keep doing our motherf*ckin' thing
From now 'til the year three thousand b*tches!
You can't breathe, you can't sleep, you can't eat
Without thinkin' about us!
And without thinkin' about us on your mind
We gon' haunt your asses MOTHERf*ckERS!

[Chorus: DMC]
That's not all, MC's have the gall (they pray, they pray)
To pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall (they pray)
Pray and pray for my downfall, fall
(They pray, they pray, they pray, they pray)
(They pray, they pray)
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