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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Winans
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Carlos Broady
Songwriter
James Fauntleroy
Songwriter
Nashiem Myrick
Songwriter
Darryl McDaniels
Songwriter
Deric Angelettie
Songwriter
Ron Lawrence
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Norman Whitfield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mario Winans
Producer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Engineer
Matthew Testa
Mixing Engineer
Sean Combs
Producer
Lyrics
Its! It's Serani! Serani! (Yo listen!!!)*
Giddeon!!! Dirty Money!!!
Bumbohole fool a weh yuh fi do pussy!!!!
Touch a button, a button
A button likkle fool a start sum'n, sum'n, sum'n, mi caan lose nuttin
No time for no long story, story, pussy yuh ago regret it
Watch it mek mi defend it
Diss mi family and di Alliance ago end it yes I said it
I can't stand by and watch you take the life of my wife
Not today and not tonight not everrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna win this fight AH!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO!!!!!!!!
Came from heaven just to sing a song for you...
To the rhythm of my love for you, and now it's beatin slow
And you know, this the ennnnd of the road
When I sing that slow song for you...
And love was nothin but another gun for you ('nother gun for you.)
And I would hide it in my helpless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go
I don't know, you can hear 'em callin, don't you?
When the angels call like.
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO~!
If you don't wanna stay you can GOOOOO-OHH...
It seems love don't live here no morrre...
The angels are flyin so loooow, singin to you ...
Yeah! My nigga Chris asked me why?
I said fuck 'em playa fly
Damn fever got me high (So high)
When my nigga left I died
I mean cryin deep inside (*NO NO!!!) (Can you feel me?)
But the angels helped me fly (*NO NO!!!) (Let's fly)
Aiyyo... hey BIG, talk to 'em man
Ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue -my fatigue, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO!
If you don't wanna stay you can GOOOOO-OHH...
It seems love don't live here no morrre...
The angels are flyin so loooow, singin to you
(Don't you hear me callin you?)
He's the one you love... ('cause I hear 'em callin me...)
and he's the one you trust... (...like our time is almost through)
Time is runnin out (There's nothin left to do)
when they're callin you...
When the angels call like. (I answeeeeer)
Writer(s): Deric Michael Angelettie, Mario Mendell Winans, Norman Jesse Whitfield, Christopher Wallace, Carlos Daronde Broady, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Shawn C. Carter, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, James Edward Fauntleroy Ii, Sean J. Combs, Nashiem Sa Allah Myrick
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