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The Notorious B.I.G. - Long Kiss Goodnight (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
Al Green
Al Green
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Patterson
Michael Patterson
Mixing Engineer
RZA
RZA
Producer
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
Recording Engineer
Lynn Montrose
Lynn Montrose
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rasheed Goodlowe
Rasheed Goodlowe
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Jones
Steve Jones
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease
****, please, blood floods your dungarees
And that's just the half of my warpath
Laugh now, cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average player-hater and spectators
Buy my CD twice
They see me in the streets, they be like, "Yo, he nice"
But that's on the low, though
Be the cats with no dough tried to play me at my show
I pull out .44's and go up in they clothes
Short change ****, snort 'caine, ****
Extortion came quicker, bought the range, ****
You still tickle me
I used to be as strong as Ripple be
Till little Cease crippled me
Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be
The game's sour like a pickle be
Y'all know the rules
Move from BK to new Jerus'
Thinkin' 'bout all the planes we flew
Bitches, we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew, **** envious
Too many **** on my dick, shit's strenuous
When my men bust, you just move with such stamina
Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at ya (We ain't mad at ya)
Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out frontin', smokin' somethin'
Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz, bumpin'
I laced it with the basic, six TVs, a system
Knockin' Ma$e shit
Face it, we hard to hit
Guard your shit 'fore I stick you for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, lick shots, woke your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
Long kiss
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at these fuckin'
Maniacs put my name in raps
What part the game is that? Like they hustle backwards
I smoke Backwoods and Duchies, you can't touch me
Try to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchy
You're bleedin' lovely wit' yo' spirit above me
Or beneath me, your whole life, you live sneaky
Now ya rest eternally sleepy, you burn when you creep me
Rest where the worms and the weak be
My .9 flies, baptize rap guys
With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most
You hold your toast shaky, slip and tryin' to break me
Look what you made me do, brains blue
My team in the marine blue, Six Coupé
Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out
The block for distances, givin' long kisses, bitch
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Frank White, the menace, and Chron-Chron's the medicine
I got the lettuce and you turn green like cucumber skins
Got the new Hummer in the summer, when I was a new-comer
Then drugs and MAC-10's, hugs from fake friends
Make ends, they hate you
Be broke, girls won't date you
That's why I relate too
Choke yo' ass out till your face blue
Make you open the safe too
No matter how you call it
This brolic alcoholic
Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
Distribute to kids who take heart like Valentine
Drink Ballantine all the time
Slugs hit your chest, tap your spine, flatline
Heard through the grapevine they got fucked four times
Damn, that three-to-nine fucked you up for real, though
Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss your ass goodnight
Written by: Robert Diggs, The Notorious B.I.G.

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