You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) Lyrics
| Song | You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) |
| Artist | The Notorious B.I.G. |
| Album | Life After Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Combs, Johnson, Jordan, Lopez ... |
| [00:07.10] | Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death |
| [00:09.92] | |
| [00:11.41] | I will fear no evil -- for you are with me |
| [00:14.72] | |
| [00:15.60] | Your rod and your staff, they comfort me |
| [00:17.88] | |
| [00:18.70] | You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies |
| [00:21.69] | |
| [00:22.75] | You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows |
| [00:26.51] | Surely goodness and love will follow me -- all the days of my life |
| [00:30.60] | |
| [00:31.66] | And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever |
| [00:34.41] | Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions |
| [00:37.88] | Strictly gun testing, coke measuring |
| [00:40.08] | |
| [00:40.77] | Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito |
| [00:42.96] | Hitting fanny, spending chips at Manny's |
| [00:45.43] | Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats |
| [00:49.12] | Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets |
| [00:51.90] | Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease |
| [00:54.78] | MWA, may you rest in peace |
| [00:56.66] | With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours |
| [00:59.89] | Four-four, and fifty-four draw |
| [01:01.96] | There's my pilot, steers my Lear, yes my dear |
| [01:05.08] | Shit's official, only, the Feds I fear |
| [01:08.10] | Here's a tissue, stop your blood clot crying |
| [01:10.53] | |
| [01:11.10] | The kids the dog, everybody dying -- no lying |
| [01:14.04] | |
| [01:14.60] | So don't you get suspicious |
| [01:16.73] | I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious |
| [01:19.36] | As I leave my competition, respirator style |
| [01:22.58] | Climb the ladder to success escalator style |
| [01:25.42] | Hold y'all breath, I told y'all -- death |
| [01:28.09] | Controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all, uhh |
| [01:31.24] | I spit phrases that'll thrill you |
| [01:32.61] | |
| [01:33.30] | You're nobody 'til somebody kills you |
| [01:36.13] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [01:43.97] | |
| [01:45.48] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [01:47.86] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [01:54.89] | |
| [01:56.14] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [01:58.21] | Uhh, uhh |
| [01:59.83] | Watch Casino, I'm the hip-hop version of Nicky Tarantino |
| [02:03.71] | Ask Nino, he know |
| [02:05.03] | |
| [02:05.78] | Green with envy, the green tempts me |
| [02:07.97] | To make the richest enemy, and take their cheese |
| [02:10.40] | Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty |
| [02:13.17] | Live happily, ever after in laughter |
| [02:15.86] | |
| [02:16.54] | Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster |
| [02:19.08] | And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead |
| [02:21.74] | Three of mine dead, nothing left to do |
| [02:24.49] | But tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed |
| [02:26.98] | |
| [02:27.73] | Incidents like this I take trips |
| [02:29.95] | |
| [02:30.70] | Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy (huh) |
| [02:32.81] | Some Creole C-O bitches I met on tour |
| [02:35.92] | Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore |
| [02:38.73] | Told me meet em in the future later, they'll take me shopping |
| [02:41.63] | Buy me lavender and fuschia Gators |
| [02:43.88] | Introduce me to player haters and heavy weighters |
| [02:46.44] | Rich bitch shit, drinking Cristal |
| [02:48.59] | Til they piss the shit, uhh |
| [02:50.51] | Thorough bitches, death to any borough bitches |
| [02:53.51] | Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me |
| [02:56.38] | Reminisce on dead friends too |
| [02:58.32] | You're nobody 'til somebody kills you |
| [03:01.20] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [03:08.01] | |
| [03:10.50] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [03:12.81] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [03:19.92] | |
| [03:21.79] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [03:24.11] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [03:31.99] | |
| [03:33.25] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [03:36.00] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [03:42.54] | |
| [03:44.42] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [03:46.41] | Uhh, uhh |
| [03:46.60] | You can be the shit, flash the fattest five |
| [03:49.42] | |
| [03:49.98] | Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit |
| [03:52.52] | You ain't worth spit, just a memory |
| [03:54.71] | |
| [03:55.34] | Remember he, used to push the champagne Range (I remember that) |
| [03:58.64] | Silly cat, wore suede in the rain |
| [04:00.67] | |
| [04:01.23] | Swear he put the G in game, had the Gucci frame |
| [04:03.78] | Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane |
| [04:06.84] | I can't recall his name, wasn't he that kid |
| [04:09.18] | That nearly lost half his brain over two grams of cocaine? |
| [04:12.00] | |
| [04:12.56] | Getting his dick sucked by crackhead Lorraine |
| [04:14.22] | |
| [04:15.53] | A f**king shame, dude's the lame, what's his name? |
| [04:18.16] | Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean? |
| [04:20.41] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [04:28.26] | |
| [04:29.83] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [04:32.53] | You're nobody, 'til somebody, kills you |
| [04:39.21] | |
| [04:41.08] | (I don't wanna die, God tell me why) |
| [04:43.48] | You're nobody, 'til somebody |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Combs, Johnson, Jordan, Lopez ... |
| [00:07.10] | Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death |
| [00:09.92] | |
| [00:11.41] | I will fear no evil for you are with me |
| [00:14.72] | |
| [00:15.60] | Your rod and your staff, they comfort me |
| [00:17.88] | |
| [00:18.70] | You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies |
| [00:21.69] | |
| [00:22.75] | You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows |
| [00:26.51] | Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life |
| [00:30.60] | |
| [00:31.66] | And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever |
| [00:34.41] | Niggas in my faction don' t like asking questions |
| [00:37.88] | Strictly gun testing, coke measuring |
| [00:40.08] | |
| [00:40.77] | Giving pleasure in the Benzito |
| [00:42.96] | Hitting fanny, spending chips at Manny' s |
| [00:45.43] | Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats |
| [00:49.12] | Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets |
| [00:51.90] | Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease |
| [00:54.78] | MWA, may you rest in peace |
| [00:56.66] | With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours |
| [00:59.89] | Fourfour, and fiftyfour draw |
| [01:01.96] | There' s my pilot, steers my Lear, yes my dear |
| [01:05.08] | Shit' s official, only, the Feds I fear |
| [01:08.10] | Here' s a tissue, stop your blood clot crying |
| [01:10.53] | |
| [01:11.10] | The kids the dog, everybody dying no lying |
| [01:14.04] | |
| [01:14.60] | So don' t you get suspicious |
| [01:16.73] | I' m Big Dangerous you' re just a Lil Vicious |
| [01:19.36] | As I leave my competition, respirator style |
| [01:22.58] | Climb the ladder to success escalator style |
| [01:25.42] | Hold y' all breath, I told y' all death |
| [01:28.09] | Controls y' all, Big don' t fold y' all, uhh |
| [01:31.24] | I spit phrases that' ll thrill you |
| [01:32.61] | |
| [01:33.30] | You' re nobody ' til somebody kills you |
| [01:36.13] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [01:43.97] | |
| [01:45.48] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [01:47.86] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [01:54.89] | |
| [01:56.14] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [01:58.21] | Uhh, uhh |
| [01:59.83] | Watch Casino, I' m the hiphop version of Nicky Tarantino |
| [02:03.71] | Ask Nino, he know |
| [02:05.03] | |
| [02:05.78] | Green with envy, the green tempts me |
| [02:07.97] | To make the richest enemy, and take their cheese |
| [02:10.40] | Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty |
| [02:13.17] | Live happily, ever after in laughter |
| [02:15.86] | |
| [02:16.54] | Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster |
| [02:19.08] | And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead |
| [02:21.74] | Three of mine dead, nothing left to do |
| [02:24.49] | But tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed |
| [02:26.98] | |
| [02:27.73] | Incidents like this I take trips |
| [02:29.95] | |
| [02:30.70] | Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy huh |
| [02:32.81] | Some Creole CO bitches I met on tour |
| [02:35.92] | Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore |
| [02:38.73] | Told me meet em in the future later, they' ll take me shopping |
| [02:41.63] | Buy me lavender and fuschia Gators |
| [02:43.88] | Introduce me to player haters and heavy weighters |
| [02:46.44] | Rich bitch shit, drinking Cristal |
| [02:48.59] | Til they piss the shit, uhh |
| [02:50.51] | Thorough bitches, death to any borough bitches |
| [02:53.51] | Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me |
| [02:56.38] | Reminisce on dead friends too |
| [02:58.32] | You' re nobody ' til somebody kills you |
| [03:01.20] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:08.01] | |
| [03:10.50] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:12.81] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:19.92] | |
| [03:21.79] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:24.11] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:31.99] | |
| [03:33.25] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:36.00] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:42.54] | |
| [03:44.42] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:46.41] | Uhh, uhh |
| [03:46.60] | You can be the shit, flash the fattest five |
| [03:49.42] | |
| [03:49.98] | Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit |
| [03:52.52] | You ain' t worth spit, just a memory |
| [03:54.71] | |
| [03:55.34] | Remember he, used to push the champagne Range I remember that |
| [03:58.64] | Silly cat, wore suede in the rain |
| [04:00.67] | |
| [04:01.23] | Swear he put the G in game, had the Gucci frame |
| [04:03.78] | Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane |
| [04:06.84] | I can' t recall his name, wasn' t he that kid |
| [04:09.18] | That nearly lost half his brain over two grams of cocaine? |
| [04:12.00] | |
| [04:12.56] | Getting his dick sucked by crackhead Lorraine |
| [04:14.22] | |
| [04:15.53] | A f king shame, dude' s the lame, what' s his name? |
| [04:18.16] | Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean? |
| [04:20.41] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [04:28.26] | |
| [04:29.83] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [04:32.53] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [04:39.21] | |
| [04:41.08] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [04:43.48] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Combs, Johnson, Jordan, Lopez ... |
| [00:07.10] | Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death |
| [00:09.92] | |
| [00:11.41] | I will fear no evil for you are with me |
| [00:14.72] | |
| [00:15.60] | Your rod and your staff, they comfort me |
| [00:17.88] | |
| [00:18.70] | You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies |
| [00:21.69] | |
| [00:22.75] | You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows |
| [00:26.51] | Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life |
| [00:30.60] | |
| [00:31.66] | And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever |
| [00:34.41] | Niggas in my faction don' t like asking questions |
| [00:37.88] | Strictly gun testing, coke measuring |
| [00:40.08] | |
| [00:40.77] | Giving pleasure in the Benzito |
| [00:42.96] | Hitting fanny, spending chips at Manny' s |
| [00:45.43] | Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats |
| [00:49.12] | Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets |
| [00:51.90] | Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease |
| [00:54.78] | MWA, may you rest in peace |
| [00:56.66] | With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours |
| [00:59.89] | Fourfour, and fiftyfour draw |
| [01:01.96] | There' s my pilot, steers my Lear, yes my dear |
| [01:05.08] | Shit' s official, only, the Feds I fear |
| [01:08.10] | Here' s a tissue, stop your blood clot crying |
| [01:10.53] | |
| [01:11.10] | The kids the dog, everybody dying no lying |
| [01:14.04] | |
| [01:14.60] | So don' t you get suspicious |
| [01:16.73] | I' m Big Dangerous you' re just a Lil Vicious |
| [01:19.36] | As I leave my competition, respirator style |
| [01:22.58] | Climb the ladder to success escalator style |
| [01:25.42] | Hold y' all breath, I told y' all death |
| [01:28.09] | Controls y' all, Big don' t fold y' all, uhh |
| [01:31.24] | I spit phrases that' ll thrill you |
| [01:32.61] | |
| [01:33.30] | You' re nobody ' til somebody kills you |
| [01:36.13] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [01:43.97] | |
| [01:45.48] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [01:47.86] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [01:54.89] | |
| [01:56.14] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [01:58.21] | Uhh, uhh |
| [01:59.83] | Watch Casino, I' m the hiphop version of Nicky Tarantino |
| [02:03.71] | Ask Nino, he know |
| [02:05.03] | |
| [02:05.78] | Green with envy, the green tempts me |
| [02:07.97] | To make the richest enemy, and take their cheese |
| [02:10.40] | Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty |
| [02:13.17] | Live happily, ever after in laughter |
| [02:15.86] | |
| [02:16.54] | Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster |
| [02:19.08] | And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead |
| [02:21.74] | Three of mine dead, nothing left to do |
| [02:24.49] | But tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed |
| [02:26.98] | |
| [02:27.73] | Incidents like this I take trips |
| [02:29.95] | |
| [02:30.70] | Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy huh |
| [02:32.81] | Some Creole CO bitches I met on tour |
| [02:35.92] | Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore |
| [02:38.73] | Told me meet em in the future later, they' ll take me shopping |
| [02:41.63] | Buy me lavender and fuschia Gators |
| [02:43.88] | Introduce me to player haters and heavy weighters |
| [02:46.44] | Rich bitch shit, drinking Cristal |
| [02:48.59] | Til they piss the shit, uhh |
| [02:50.51] | Thorough bitches, death to any borough bitches |
| [02:53.51] | Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me |
| [02:56.38] | Reminisce on dead friends too |
| [02:58.32] | You' re nobody ' til somebody kills you |
| [03:01.20] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:08.01] | |
| [03:10.50] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:12.81] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:19.92] | |
| [03:21.79] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:24.11] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:31.99] | |
| [03:33.25] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:36.00] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [03:42.54] | |
| [03:44.42] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [03:46.41] | Uhh, uhh |
| [03:46.60] | You can be the shit, flash the fattest five |
| [03:49.42] | |
| [03:49.98] | Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit |
| [03:52.52] | You ain' t worth spit, just a memory |
| [03:54.71] | |
| [03:55.34] | Remember he, used to push the champagne Range I remember that |
| [03:58.64] | Silly cat, wore suede in the rain |
| [04:00.67] | |
| [04:01.23] | Swear he put the G in game, had the Gucci frame |
| [04:03.78] | Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane |
| [04:06.84] | I can' t recall his name, wasn' t he that kid |
| [04:09.18] | That nearly lost half his brain over two grams of cocaine? |
| [04:12.00] | |
| [04:12.56] | Getting his dick sucked by crackhead Lorraine |
| [04:14.22] | |
| [04:15.53] | A f king shame, dude' s the lame, what' s his name? |
| [04:18.16] | Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean? |
| [04:20.41] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [04:28.26] | |
| [04:29.83] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [04:32.53] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody, kills you |
| [04:39.21] | |
| [04:41.08] | I don' t wanna die, God tell me why |
| [04:43.48] | You' re nobody, ' til somebody |
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