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Flow inspired by Notorious B.I.G.
- This song was inspired by Notorious B.I.G. (Biggie Smalls), btw this took me 30 40 minutes to write, if you want to get an idea of how
- I rapped this song, rap in in Biggies voice (yea I kinda stole his flow lol) but the lyrics I wrote
- are completely made up by me. I wrote this song to the instrumental "Who Shot Ya" by B.I.G.
- This song is not completed as I will probably be updating it. Read this rap to the instrumental
- "Who shot ya" by Notorious B.I.G. (Instrumental below) and tell me what you think. (Rap it the way Biggie
- would rap it it sounds better that way TRUST ME) Thank you for taking the time to read
- my rap I appreciate it and I'll update it as soon as I complete the rest of it. (Btw this was just for
- fun it's not based on my life in any way whatsoever) But I also wanted to add lyrics in here that
- people can relate to such as how it can be growing up in the ghetto, I wanted to put some of those
- people's lives in perspective by using my own poetry. Again thank you.
- Call me the prophet I'm on it I'm splitting objects like I split a blunt for chronic and smoke it
- until I'm nauseous better be cautious, of them niggas that be sneaky tryna cross ya, dark alley
- tryna rob ya, smoother than Frank Sinatra, double crossed by your partna, this is how it goes in
- the motherfuckin hood where yo homie will shoot ya, if you ain't no fucking good, where the bangers
- shoot dice and take ya father's life, fucking your wife by a drug dealer with ice, kids struggle to survive
- while moms work on the side for the extra dime, dropping a dime to avoid prison time if not, you'll
- be sippin' on the fine prison wine,.. But one thing you should know is to not fuck with me, God MC,
- Master microphone controller on the fucking streets as you can see, how I kill it on this fucking beat, rhymes harder
- Than concrete, words bullet proof cannot be defeat, catch you off guard while you riding through
- your block catch me bumpin' Tupac, as I pull up to yo spot, time to call the cops, too late,
- (2 gun shots) sending shots from my black glock fool dropped time to stop,.. bad bitch giving
- Me top lighting up the whole block, selling crack rocks to yo pops get popped in the mouth
- for talking shit like pop rocks, the hood is full of evil, minds of the demonic, language of ebonics,
- Talking money any job yea you know I'm on it, fuck being honest, we just smoke the chronic
- Where the real stays real and the fakes can't relate, grew up out of hate we hung around with them
- snakes, the only thing that kept your fate was that gun around his waist, put you to waste 6 feet
- under in a crate gun barrel to your face the same place that calls full batches of crack cakes
- that's broken down on your plate, start off with a dirty slate not a clean slate, a slate full of snow
- also known as blow, cocaine, everytime you talk you gotta use slang and get a new name when you
- join the street gang, new lifestyle new game, it's a new day, no mercy more pain, it's the only way,
- Come out of nowhere with these mad rhymes that attack and distract no need for a fucking mac,
- Just my fuckin words that are landing on this track, check your eyesight I ripped on the mic'
- and took it's life damn my rhymes detroyed the mic' that got debris in your eye so you better
- check your sight, get down on your knees and pray to the most high that can fly, watching over
- The city Horus eye, running the game until I die ain't no time to roll dice just live life R.I.P. to the greatest B.I.G.,
- the greatest MC of the NYC step up to a g like me get yo tooth knocked loose my brass knuckles be bullet proof
- Sippin grey goose u want to live or die it's your decision to choose just know that you ain't fuckin
- with me or my crew
- Shout out to B.I.G.
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