[ti:miss u]
[ar:B.I.G]
[00:01.815]Yeah,dedicatin'this  to  my  nigga  O
[00:06.243]We  miss  you  nigga
[00:07.875]Goin  out  to  all  the  niggas  that  died  in  the  struggle
[00:10.995]Word  up,shit  is  real  in  the  field
[00:14.623]You  know,sparkin'blunts  for  all  you  niggaz
[00:18.610]Word  up
[00:23.682]Each  and  every  day
[00:25.310]The  daydreams  of  how  we  used  to  be
[00:29.05]See  your  family
[00:30.687]And  that  baby's  lookin  just  like  you
[00:35.371]Why'd  you  gone  away
[00:36.918]I've  been  missin  you  lately
[00:39.743]Tell  me  why  you're  gone  and  thru
[00:43.753]O  yeah
[00:45.498]I  remember  sellin  three  bricks  of  straight  flour
[00:47.258]Got  my  man  a  beat  down  to  the  third  power
[00:50.678]He  didn't  care,spent  the  money  in  a  half  hour
[00:53.298]Got  some  fishscale,ain't  no  competition  that  could  sour
[00:56.313]Got  the  coke  cooked  up,a  crackhead  heaven
[00:59.65]In  eighty-eight,when  Kane  ruled,with  Half  Steppin
[01:01.647]A  thirty-eight,a  lot  of  mouth,was  our  only  weapon
[01:04.571]We  was  king  till  the  G's  crept  in
[01:06.824]And  now  I'm  missin  em
[01:07.967]Ooh,I'm  missin  you
[01:14.384]Tell  me  why  the  road  turns,why  it  turns
[01:19.399]Ooh,I'm  missin  you
[01:25.709]Nah  nah  nah  nah  nah,oh  tell  me  why  why  why  why
[01:30.24]We  work  all  week,we  dancin,play  the  movies
[01:32.535]We  rock  flatops,our  girls  rocked  doobies
[01:35.335]Made  a  killin,even  though  the  D's  knew  me
[01:37.968]Eventually,you  know  they  try  to  do  me
[01:40.263]Fuck  it
[01:40.633]Fed  up,my  nigga  want  to  take  it  down  south
[01:43.363]Sick  of  cops  comin,sick  of  throwin  jacks  in  his  mouth
[01:46.283]Gave  him  half  my  paper,told 'em  go  that  route
[01:49.148]Few  months,he  got  his  brain  blown  out
[01:51.498]Now  I'm  stressed
[01:52.98]His  baby's  mother,she  trippin,blamin  me
[01:54.217]And  his  older  brothers,understand,the  game  it  be
[01:57.578]Kinda  topsy  turvy
[01:58.703]You  win  some,you  lose  some
[02:00.476]Damn,they  lost  a  brother
[02:02.88]They  mother  lost  a  son
[02:03.396]Fuck,why  my  nigga  couldn't  stay  in  NY?
[02:05.896]I'm  a  thug,but  I  swear  for  three  days  I  cried
[02:08.638]I  look  in  the  sky  and  ask  God  why
[02:11.403]Can't  look  his  baby  girls  in  the  eye
[02:13.813]Damn  I  miss  you
[02:36.740]There  was  this  girl  around  the  way  that  make  cats  drool
[02:39.343]Her  name's  Drew,played  fools  out  they  money  in  pool
[02:42.179]People  swore  we  was  f*ckin  but  we  was  just  cool
[02:44.794]She  used  to  hang  while  I  slang  my  drugs  after  school
[02:47.29]She'd  watch  my  bomb,help  my  moms  with  the  groceries
[02:49.843]My  little  sister,the  girl  was  kinda  close  to  me
[02:53.723]A  little  closer  than  the  average  girl's  supposed  to  be
[02:56.522]Far  from  a  lover,my  girl  was  jealous  of  her
[02:59.88]Then  she  started  messin  with  some  major  players
[03:01.453]Handled  keys,niggas  called  them  the  Bricklayers
[03:04.268]A  dread  kid,had  a  baby  fore  that  bitch  Taya
[03:07.03]Found  out  her  baby's  father  cheatin,now  Drew  she  gotta  slay  her
[03:10.273]One  night,across  from  the  corner  store
[03:12.628]Taya  ran  around  the  block  with  a  chrome  four-four
[03:14.748]Squeezed  all  six  shots  in  the  passenger  door
[03:18.168]The  dude  lived,what  my  baby  had  to  die  for
[03:21.153]We  missin  her