Ready To Die lyrics

by

Lil’ Kim


[Intro: Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, you ready, motherf*cker?
We gonna kill your ass, kill your ass
(I'm ready)

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off, release
Straight at your dome, holmes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, doin' your brain cells much damage
Teflon is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch
Quick to grab the right b*tch and make her drive the Q-45
Glocks and TEC's are expected when I wreck sh*t
Respect is collected, so check it!
I got techniques drippin' out my butt cheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't f*ck up my sheets, huh
My sh*t is deep, deeper than my grave, G
I'm ready to die, and nobody can save me
f*ck the world, f*ck my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a Jheri curl
I'm ready to die!

[Chorus]
(Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready)
(So die, motherf*ckers, die, motherf*ckers, die)
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin' whatever it took, from snatchin' chains to pocketbooks
A big bad motherf*cker on the wrong road
I got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sold
I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus
Gettin' paid is all I expected
My mother didn't give me what I want, what the f*ck?!
Now I've got a Glock makin' motherf*ckers duck
sh*t is real and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kickin' n*ggas down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to n*ggas gettin' wet
The infrared's at your head real steady
You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy]
(Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready)
I'm ready to die
(Yes, I'm ready)
(So die, motherf*ckers, die motherf*ckers, die)
Nah, we ain't gonna kill your ass yet, we gonna make you suffer

[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
In a sec, I throw the TEC to your f*ckin' neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie 'bout to get some wreck
Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin'
You better act like CeCe, and keep on walkin'
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet with stompin'
I'm rippin' MC's from Tallahassee to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
n*ggas say I'm strange, deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your sh*t splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck slit
Down your backbone to where your motherf*ckin' sh*t drip
The sh*t I kick rippin' through the vest, Biggie Smalls passin' any test
I'm ready to die!
[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy]
(Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready)
I'm ready
(Yes, I'm ready)
Time to go, we gon' put you out your misery, motherf*cker
n*ggas definitely know what time it is (Yes, I'm ready)
The Notorious one in full effect for '93 (Yes, I'm ready)
Uhh, uhh (Yes, I'm ready)
Suicidal, I'm ready!
(So die, motherf*ckers, die, motherf*ckers, die)
(Yes, I'm ready)
(So die, motherf*ckers, die, motherf*ckers, die)

[Outro: Puff Daddy]
Now I lay me down to sleep (Yeah)
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
'Cause I'm ready to die
(I'm ready, I'm ready)
All y'all motherf*ckers come with me if you want to
(I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready)
Biggie Smalls the biggest man
(I'm Ready)
Rockin' on and on in '93, Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam
I don't wanna see no cryin' at my funeral
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