Biggie Tribute
• Written by BigMac
This go out to you, Big
Your reign we couldn't predict
Listening to you hits like addicts
Make me want to puff blunts and bust clips
Kick in the door, than grab his
Resist and cause a conflict
Blast my Mac, than I vanish
Loot in the bag, stash the masses
Celebrate, turn leaves to ashes
I think y'all get the pic
Dangerous thoughts when I bump his shit
You also taught me 'bout the struggle
Juggling drugs to thugs and schmucks
Not havin' bread caused trouble
Scramblin' to pay the bills of the month
Having too much made it double
Mo' money cause problems to erupt
Don't trust a volcano, unless experienced
Me, however, I prefer blunts
Don't forget he got that sick flow
it cold like Eskimo
Got you shoutin' out woah
and then begging for mo'
like, Jesus, Bring back the Notorious
The heaviest and dangerous
The game today would be left motionless
Fear like venom, its poisonous
Everyone stuck in his rap paralysis
He probably formed the Afterlife Soldiers
Pac, Eazy, L, and Ol' DIrty Bastard
Probably the roughest crew to encounter
Bring your 50 and their experience leave you outnumbered
Masters of the craft, go against and get slaughtered
Blow up in the blast, watch your pieces get scattered
Your paper get captured, Your turf get conquered
Why did you even try to go against these monsters
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BigMac
Member since July 23 2014