I gotta talk about my life as I see it! ' Intro: repeat 2X ('Biggie' repeats every line of beat) This goes out to you This goes out to you, and you, and you, and you Verse One: Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan It's that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, f.ck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. And f.ck is that, who Is you to be askin me questions, youknowhatI'msayin? Mad Rapper fades out cut and scratched 'I gots to talk. And they not Recognizing, they not sayin I recognize.
But my shit is More John Blaze than that! I got John Blaze shit. That Ready to Die shit, it was aight, it was aight, Yunumsayin, that shit was aight, it was cool. This nigga made one album, he makin wild Records. I'm makin records I ain't made no money Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my FOURTH ALBUM. (Sir, please, please, refrain from your foul language.) YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm still livin with my MOMS, youknowhatI'msayin? That's my word. These niggaz is makin five Hundred thousand dollar videos, yunusayin? They drivin around in Hot cars, yunusayin? They got bitches, they got all that shit. Rapper.) YouknowhatI'msayin? You can't be askin me no question (It's a family oriented show.) I'm a tell you why I'm mad, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm a tell you why I'm mad. (yo, yo) Like what are you so mad about? (yo, yo, y-y-yo) You wanna know why, yo first of all, yo first of all you can't Be askin me no question knowhatI'msayin who the f.ck is you? (Ahh, excuse me, Mr. Hi, my name is Shay, and I'm from New Rochelle And, I just don't understand, why you so mad. Yes ma'am, please stand and state your name, and where you're from. We're gonna TRY to find out why so we'll take some questions At this point from our studio audience. audience applauds We're here on Bad Boy television, and I'm Trevin Jones And I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper.Īnd quite frankly - he's very mad. Verse One: I'm sittin in the crib dreamin about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I'm interrupted by a doorbell 3:52, who the hell Is this? I gets up quick Cocks my shit Stop the dogs from barkin Then proceed to walkin Its a face that I seen before My nigga Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor Check it I look deeper I see blood up on his sneakers And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth So I dip Nigga, is you creepin or speakin? He tells me C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon I opens up the door, pitiful Is he in critical? Uhhh, uhhh, uh, c'mon Verse 1: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? The shit can't be over, no The shit can't be over man I know you hear me nigga I know you hear me You got too much livin to do Too much unfinished business It ain't over flatline Live your life. A double album, it was released posthumously following his death sixteen days earlier.
Life After Death is the second and final studio album by American rapper The Notorious B.I.G., released on March 25, 1997, on Bad Boy Records and Arista Records.
We was spose to rule the world baby We was unstoppable! Me and her sister had somethin goin on (Aiyyo, would you listen to me motherf.cker?) I reach my peak, I can't speak Call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak (Aiyyo c'mon nigga, cut that) I'm sick of niggaz lyin, I'm sick of bitches hawkin (Aiyyo, yoyo Big, aiyyo chill) Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin gunshot Life After Death piano and music comes in (Aiyyo Big, aiyyo BIG!!) heartbeat slows, sound of ambulence sirens piano plays on sound of pulse monitor and breathing machine Puff Daddy Damn.
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Notorious Big Life After Death Full Album Torrent Free.It's yet another gangly, recycled posthumous album of verses we've all heard before-a painful tour.