the notorious b.i.g. - the what (unreleased version) lyrics
[verse 1]
[b.i.g.]
all it’s takin’
is some marijuana and i’m makin’
mc’s break fast like flapjacks and bacon
back spins to windmills. who’s still the gin drinker?
ill thinker explodin’ when the paper hits the ink
grab your gangster chronicles and turn to page 6-6-6-
the holocaust, big the merciless
hurry up and close the gate when my freestyle escapes
i’m giving young minds statutory rape
mothaf-ckers thought i slip bust my lip, right?
you didn’t know the extra clip’s on my hip
you don’t want none of me n-o-n-a-m-e-(t-h-o-d man)
don’t tempt me, you don’t wanna f-ck with m-e
[method man]
here i am, i’ll be d-mned if this ain’t some sh-t
come to spread the b-tter lyrics over hominy grit
it’s the low k!ller death trap, yes i’m a jet black ninja
comin’ where you rest at, surrender
step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
lookin’ cold booty like your p-ssy in december
n-gga stop b-tchin’, b-tton up ya lip and
from method all you gettin’ is a can of -ss-whippin’
hey, i’ll be kickin’, you son, you doin’ all the yappin’
actin as if it can’t happen
you front and got me mad enough to touch somethin’
yo i’m from shaolin, island, and ain’t afraid to bust somethin’
so what cha’ want n-gga, ya won’t n-gga
i got a six-shooter and a horse named trigger
it’s real, ninety-four, rugged raw
kickin’ down your god d-mn door (and it goes a lil’ somethin’ like this)
[chorus: method man & biggie]
f-ck the world, don’t ask me for sh-t
and everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
(honeys shake your hips), ya don’t stop
(and n-ggas pack the clips), keep on[verse 2]
[method man]
verse two, comin’ with that olde e brew
meth-tical, puttin’ n-ggas back in i.c.u
i’m lifted true, you can bring your wack–ss crew
i got connections, i’ll get that -ss stuck like glue, huh
no question, i be comin’ down and sh-t
yo i gets rugged as a motherf-ckin’ carpet get
and n-ggas love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
i spark and they cells get warm
i’m not a gentle, man, i’m a method, man!
baby accept it, utmost respect it and
(-ssume the position) stop look and listen
i spit on your grave then i grab my charles d-ckens
[b.i.g.]
welcome to my center
honeys feel it deep in they placenta
cold as the pole in the winter
ricochet off the vertebrae then splat where your heart be at
now starts the cardiac arrest where’s your vest?
you forgot now you slowly drop cuz your heart stopped
beaten, your b-tch–ss crew is retreatin
n-ggas left you, f-cked up p-ssed out with your -ss out
pockets ran through stripped with your brains bashed out
n-ggas wanna do me slugs just run through me
like trees to branches
cliffs to avalanches
it’s the praying mantis
deep like the mind of farrakhan
a motherf-ckin’ rap phenomenon, plus
(i got more glocks and techs than you)
i make it hot (n-gga won’t even stand next to you)
n-gga touch me you better bust me
tree times in the head
or motherf-cker’s dead, ya thought so
[chorus: method man & biggie]
f-ck the world, don’t ask me for sh-t
and everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
(honeys shake your hips), ya don’t stop
(and n-ggas pack the clips), keep on
motherf-cker uh
f-ck the world, don’t ask me for sh-t
and everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
(honeys shake your hips), ya don’t stop
(and n-ggas pack the clips), keep on
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