The Notorious B.I.G.


[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
n*ggas in my faction don't like askin' questions
Strictly gun-testin', coke-measurin'
Givin' pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hittin' fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig-piece, n*gga decease
Muah, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Lear; yes, my dear
sh*t's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your bloodclaat cryin'
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin', no lyin'
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big Dangerous, you're just a Lil Vicious
As I leave my competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success escalator style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all
Death controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all, uhh
I spit phrases that'll thrill you
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you

[Chorus: Korn]
You ain't nobody, get smashed by the drop top
'Cause you got the wrong colors on the wrong block
Nobody, see, you can run but you can't hide
'Cause the rebel boy won't be denied
You ain't nobody, here today, gone tomorrow
Lights out, I don't care who you are
You ain't nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, no, you're just a memory
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