Live from Bedford Stuyvesant's, the livest one
Representin' BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin' when Big be buckin'
Chicken heads be cluckin' in my bathroom fuckin'
It ain't nuttin', they know Big be handlin'
With the Mac in the act all paneling
Bandaging MC's, oxygen they can't breathe
Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe
Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like dutches from the master
Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame
And them fuckin' polka dots
Who rock the spot? Biggie
You know how the weed yo, unbelievable
B I G, G I E, A K A, B.I.G., get it? Biggie
Also known as the boon appetite
Rappers can't sleep need sleepin' Big keep creepin'
Bullets heat seekin', casualties need treatin'
Dumb rappers need teachin'
Lesson A, don't fuck with B-I, that's that, oh I, thought he was wack
Oh come, come now, why y'all so dumb now
Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways
To summer sautee, I'm the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggie's hallway
My forte causes Caucasians to say
He sounds demented, car weed scented
If I said it, I meant it bite my tongue for no one
Call me evil or unbelievable
Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe's
Leave no witnesses, what you think this is
Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear
MC's fear me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, I'm the triple beam dream
One thousand grams of uncut to the gut
It seems fucked up, the way I touched up the grill
Tryin' to play gorilla, when you ain't no killer
The gats by your liver, your upper lip quiver
Get ready to die, tell God I said hi
And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC
Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable

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