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Biggie Smalls is the illest |
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Biggie Smalls is the illest |
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Biggie Smalls is the illest |
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Biggie Smalls is the illest |
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Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one |
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Representin BK to the fullest |
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Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin |
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Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom f**kin |
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It aint nuttin, they know Big be handlin |
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With the mac in the Ac door paneling |
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Bandaging MCs, oxygen they cant breathe |
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Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe |
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And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches |
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Get smoked like dutches from the master |
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Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot |
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Your life is played out like Kwame, and them f**kin polka dots |
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Who rock the spot? Biggie! |
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You know how the weed yo, unbelievable |
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B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G. |
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Get it Biggie |
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Also known as the bon appetit |
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Rappers cant sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin |
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Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin |
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Dumb rappers need teachin |
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Lesson A dont f**k with B-I, thats that, oh I, thought he was wack |
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Oh come come now, why yall so dumb now |
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Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways |
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To summer sautee, Im the winner all day |
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Lights get dimmer down Biggies hallway |
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My forte causes caucausians to say |
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He sounds demented, car-weed scented |
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If I said it, I meant it |
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Bite my tongue for no-one |
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Call me evil, or unbelievable |
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Buck roof of shots Lexus out the Coupessun |
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Leave no witnesses, what you think this is |
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Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear |
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MCs fear me, they too near not to hear me |
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Clearly, Im the triple beam dream |
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One thousand grams of uncut to the gut |
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It seems f**ked up, the way I touched up the grill |
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Tryin to play gorilla, when you aint no killer |
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The gats by your liver, your upper lip quiver |
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Get ready to die, tell God I said hi |
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And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC |
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Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable |