[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]Uhh, I dream filthy, my mom’s and pop’s mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey, huh, what a set offShoulda pushed him dead off, wipe the sweat off (Uh)’Cause in this world I’m dead off, squeeze lead offBenz sped off, ain’t no shook hands in BrooklynArmy fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, look manYou wanna see me locked up, shot upMoms crouched up over the casket, screamin’, “Bastard!”Cryin’, know my friends is lyin’Y’all know who killed him, filled him with the lugers from their RugersOr the Desert, dyin’ ain’t the shit, but it’s pleasantKinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riotGivin’ cats the opposite of dietsYou gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eyeI was high when they hit me, took a few cats with meShit, I need the company (Uh-huh)Apologies in order to T’Yanna, my daughterIf it was up to me you would be with meSorta like Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearestSilencers so you can’t hear itCompetition still fear it, shit don’t ask meI went from ashy to nasty to classy and stillThis goes out to cats, fingers in their ass again$50 half-a-men, daydreamin’Fuck around get wet like semen, your whole team andBe more gone than FreemanI took the cream and, moved to new places, new facesFuck the screw faces, ’cause when I flipI make the papers, dangerous, we GoodfellasNiggas can’t bang with us, try to do meMy crew be unruly (what)Some old school cats that call gats tooliesCall blacks moolies, think it’s cool to smoke wooliesAnd fuck without rubbers (what)Specialize in killin’ wives and grandmothersWho you trustin’? Shit!When Frank start bustin’, Frank start somethin’Killin’ ya gently, God meant me, to push a BentleyMe and Sean Combs takin’ broads homeOn the phone with the chip, with these Cristal chicks’Bout to make our own porno flicks, my life’s the shit