作词 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Robert Ross/O'Shea Jackson/Eric "Coptic" Matlock/Dwight Grant/Henri Charlemagne 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Robert Ross/O'Shea Jackson/Eric "Coptic" Matlock/Dwight Grant/Henri Charlemagne I'm on.. F*ck em.. yeah, uhh.. With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t F*ck her, never knew her Screw her.. (dump her body, dump her body) sewer Our father.. uh-huh.. What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm sh*ttin Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin N*ggas keep stressin, the same motherf*ckin question How many shots does it take to make my heart stop And my body start to shake? If I should die before I wake With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Fluck that, snap a n*gga sh*t, smash him with the 5th, watch his body lift Shut his hottie's lips, ***** screamin, hit her body quick Got me like the trifest not knowin how my life is My life is, rap sheet long as the Turnpike The sheistest, hey fella, who bidded with the lifers Did it with the Glocks, spit it with your pops, you was in diapers Loved me when you came to Rikers Hated me all in the free cypher, mad you can't be like us Some murderers who turn bikers, see Biggie Smalls Recruited these snipers, alumni do it just like us Some pied pipers, squeezin life out y'all It's all out war, be all wild as all outdoor If a coward got beef, y'all be checkin his palm Paralyzin, my n*ggas thorough kid, how bout yours? Real quick to screw a n*gga then, pop out four Clean the wipers, hit the party up and, hop out yours ***** n*gga, whoah With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake Yo, when you f*ckin with Mac, you f*ckin with the best I'm still going to war with them dusty Tecs Man you know how I handle my sh*t, S.K. can on my sh*t Jump out of vans like Hannibal Smith Man I spit a thousand rounds, your squad don't need it Shredders in a riot pump leave you quadriplegic When I squeeze don't breathe keep it lined and even So when n*ggas get hit, they be cryin screamin Lyin bleedin from that iron steamin And I ain't tryin to hear that bullsh*t, I ain't mean it N*ggas start *****in, when that pistol in they face Or I sick two pits to come and get you in your place If I catch you in my sh*t, I'm wakin my ***** Hear take this sh*t, crackin the brick, facin that sh*t Takin two sniffs, grabbing my sh*t Best believe if I get hit, y'all n*ggas takin some sh*t Picture n*ggas takin my sh*t With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake N*ggas never thought they'd see Cube and Biggie In the year 2000 all drunk and pissy Off whiskey, you can miss me acting gay He's the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A Doin it the O.G. way, it's sorta like The Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me So this is dedicated to the memory of The Notorious One, the glorious one And if you go for your gun, I got to go for mine **** my nine and seperate your head from your spine So, "Grab yo' d*cks if you love Hip-Hop" and F*ck you n*ggas that shot Big Pop' The conspiracy of this nation for assassination Of the young black male in this black Hell And I can tell, no matter the weather That you and 2Pac got your sh*t together California Love With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t Our Father, if I should die before I wake Our Father, if I should die before I wake
[00:00.000] 作词 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Robert Ross/O'Shea Jackson/Eric "Coptic" Matlock/Dwight Grant/Henri Charlemagne [00:01.000] 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./D-Dot/Robert Ross/O'Shea Jackson/Eric "Coptic" Matlock/Dwight Grant/Henri Charlemagne [00:22.844]I'm on.. [00:25.431]F*ck em.. yeah, uhh.. [00:30.133]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [00:34.835]F*ck her, never knew her [00:36.768]Screw her.. (dump her body, dump her body) sewer [00:39.197]Our father.. uh-huh.. [00:44.369]What you expected from his next of kin [00:46.825]I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican [00:49.542]I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen [00:52.467]A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm sh*ttin [00:55.498]Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin [00:58.162]N*ggas keep stressin, the same motherf*ckin question [01:00.957]How many shots does it take to make my heart stop [01:03.622]And my body start to shake? If I should die before I wake [01:07.775]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [01:11.824]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [01:18.720]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [01:26.453]Fluck that, snap a n*gga sh*t, smash him with the 5th, watch his body lift [01:30.293]Shut his hottie's lips, ***** screamin, hit her body quick [01:32.957]Got me like the trifest not knowin how my life is [01:35.543]My life is, rap sheet long as the Turnpike [01:38.103]The sheistest, hey fella, who bidded with the lifers [01:40.924]Did it with the Glocks, spit it with your pops, you was in diapers [01:43.667]Loved me when you came to Rikers [01:45.365]Hated me all in the free cypher, mad you can't be like us [01:48.944]Some murderers who turn bikers, see Biggie Smalls [01:51.661]Recruited these snipers, alumni do it just like us [01:54.404]Some pied pipers, squeezin life out y'all [01:56.833]It's all out war, be all wild as all outdoor [01:59.419]If a coward got beef, y'all be checkin his palm [02:02.293]Paralyzin, my n*ggas thorough kid, how bout yours? [02:04.879]Real quick to screw a n*gga then, pop out four [02:07.387]Clean the wipers, hit the party up and, hop out yours [02:10.312]***** n*gga, whoah [02:12.768]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [02:16.869]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [02:23.243]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [02:27.579]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [02:31.837]Yo, when you f*ckin with Mac, you f*ckin with the best [02:34.867]I'm still going to war with them dusty Tecs [02:37.271]Man you know how I handle my sh*t, S.K. can on my sh*t [02:41.084]Jump out of vans like Hannibal Smith [02:42.913]Man I spit a thousand rounds, your squad don't need it [02:45.473]Shredders in a riot pump leave you quadriplegic [02:48.242]When I squeeze don't breathe keep it lined and even [02:50.776]So when n*ggas get hit, they be cryin screamin [02:53.728]Lyin bleedin from that iron steamin [02:56.314]And I ain't tryin to hear that bullsh*t, I ain't mean it [02:58.822]N*ggas start *****in, when that pistol in they face [03:01.721]Or I sick two pits to come and get you in your place [03:04.412]If I catch you in my sh*t, I'm wakin my ***** [03:06.841]Hear take this sh*t, crackin the brick, facin that sh*t [03:09.950]Takin two sniffs, grabbing my sh*t [03:12.249]Best believe if I get hit, y'all n*ggas takin some sh*t [03:14.809]Picture n*ggas takin my sh*t [03:16.924]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [03:21.574]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [03:27.452]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [03:32.284]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [03:36.412]N*ggas never thought they'd see Cube and Biggie [03:39.259]In the year 2000 all drunk and pissy [03:41.976]Off whiskey, you can miss me acting gay [03:44.614]He's the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A [03:47.514]Doin it the O.G. way, it's sorta like [03:50.283]The Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me [03:52.503]So this is dedicated to the memory of [03:55.246]The Notorious One, the glorious one [03:57.937]And if you go for your gun, I got to go for mine [04:00.680]**** my nine and seperate your head from your spine [04:03.501]So, "Grab yo' d*cks if you love Hip-Hop" and [04:06.270]F*ck you n*ggas that shot Big Pop' [04:08.778]The conspiracy of this nation for assassination [04:12.069]Of the young black male in this black Hell [04:14.498]And I can tell, no matter the weather [04:16.797]That you and 2Pac got your sh*t together [04:19.592]California Love [04:21.787]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [04:25.940]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [04:32.236]With my hands gripped, praise the Lord sh*t [04:36.755]Our Father, if I should die before I wake [04:47.125]Our Father, if I should die before I wake
