my b-boy stance Don't make this four-fifth kick like bruce lee roy pants You know I'm smarter than Spock, vulinicly more advanced So this aluminum will foil your plans
me down in irons You'd like to give me your support But when you se me stand Martini glass in hand The rescue you've got planned Must be aborted. Let
chills when I write wills tired of looking at these ugly niggas with ice grills No tellin' what I might feel about my glory 2 sides to every story That's why I pray
back the cats that's weak 230, 6'2", need funds from you that's like a cat versus a pitbull Gun, no flip for, keep hunger And plan for the future cause
with the beam It's my life, I'm holding the dice, don't intervene I send a team to smash out your whole plans No cold hands liquid or hunger to hold
screen laserdisc with the beam It's my life I'm holding the dice don't intervene I send a team to smash out your whole plans No cold hands liquid or
turn gangsta when ya grab the mic Nigga I only spit the facts of life From bein' homeless to sleepin' on them mats at nights To prayin' for my parents
, 2 G'S and the committee Revealing and instilling game into the lame 'cause they blind, blind And can't see, don't blame me, put together a hot deal Took it to B
, Black Thought is in the house And uhh, Malik B is in the house We're groovin' out, yes in the house Just get on the mic with your master plan I can
my niggas die for this see I'm hurtin' my dogs got twenty-five for this seizure done, I run wit' Outlaw Warriorz tryin' ta B-I-G, just not Notorious frost
in the crew And tell the b-boys the air swipes will come in really soon I better start packin' now since I got a stronger reason to leave Pray for
from ashy to classy Ha, I like that So everybody in the house, give a warm, round of applause for The Notorious B.I.G. *clapping* The Notorious B.I.G.
the middle of the sand Going out on my own terms is my plan, I'm paranoid [Hook - 2x] [Trae] These motherfuckers got me clicking, running out my mind M double A-B
the flesh, I can't give you the Lord It don't make no sense for you to pray for your life I got my niggas in the crib, you oughta pray for your wife [
soon as you finish cuttin you like leave me please, not me I need Angilina Jolize company, so I ain't gonna make a move unless I got I got a plan b,
my life got me hollerin baby We be at 'em poor so I'm goin crazy Anthrax on letters, little daddy just paged me War got me worried, I been prayin lately