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The Notorious B.I.G.
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Notorious B.I.G.
Songwriter
Barbara Mason
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Clarence Satchell
Songwriter
Leroy Bonner
Songwriter
Marshall Eugene Jones
Songwriter
Osten Harvey
Songwriter
Ralph Middlebrooks
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Walter "Junie" Morrison
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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
You ready, ****?
We gonna kill your ****
I'm ready
[Verse 1]
As I grab the ****, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome, homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Small the Savage, doin' your brain cells much damage
Teflon is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch
Quick to grab the right **** and make her drive the Q-45
**** and **** are expected when I wreck ****
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques drippin' out my butt cheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't **** up my sheets
Huh, my **** is deep, deeper than my grave, G
I'm ready to die and nobody can save me
**** the world, **** my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a Jheri curl, I'm ready to die
[Chorus]
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
So die, ****, die, ****, die
[Verse 2]
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin' whatever it took, from snatchin' chains to pocket books
A big bad **** on the wrong road
I got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sold
I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus
Gettin' paid is all I expected
My mother didn't give me what I want, what the ****?
Now I got the ****, makin' **** duck
**** is real and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kickin' **** down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to **** gettin' wet
The infrared's at your head, real steady
You better grab your **** 'cause I'm ready, ready
[Chorus]
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready
Nah, we ain't gonna kill your **** yet (So die, ****, die, ****, die)
We gonna make ya suffer
[Verse 3]
In a sec, I throw the TEC to your **** neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie 'bout to get some wreck
Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin'
You better act like CeCe and keep on walkin'
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin'
I'm rippin' MCs from Tallahassee to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
**** say I'm strange, deranged
Because I put the 12 **** to your brain
Make your **** splatter, mix the blood like batter
Then my pocket gets fatter after the hit
Leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone the way your **** **** drip
The **** I kick, rip it through the vest
Biggie Smalls passin' any test, I'm ready to die
[Chorus]
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
Time to go, time to go
We gon' put you out your misery, ****
[Chorus]
**** definitely know what time it is
Yes, I'm ready
The Notorious one in full effect for '93
Yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm ready
Suicidal, I'm ready (So die, ****, die, ****, die)
Yes, I'm ready
Uh, uh, uh, uh (So die, ****, die, ****, die)
[Outro]
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
'Cause I'm ready to die
I'm ready, I'm ready
All y'all **** come with me if you want to
I'm ready, I'm ready
I'm ready
Biggie Smalls, the biggest man
I'm ready
Rocking on and on in '93, Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam
I don't wanna see no cryin' at my funeral
Written by: Leroy Bonner, Sean Puffy Combs, Osten S Harvey, Marshall Eugene Jones, Barbara Mason, Ralph Middlebrooks, Walter Junie Morrison, Clarance Satchell, Christopher Wallace