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- Notorious B.I.G. - You’re Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) Lyrics
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- [Puff Daddy]
- Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
- I will fear no evil -- for you are with me
- Your rod and your staff, they comfort me
- You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies
- You annoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
- Surely goodness and love will follow me -- all the days of my life
- And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
- [Notorious B.I.G.]
- Niggaz in my faction don't like askin questions
- Strictly gun testin, coke measurin
- Givin pleasure in the Benz-ito
- Hittin fanny, spendin chips at Manny's
- Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
- Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets
- Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
- MWA, may you rest in peace
- With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
- Four-four, and fifty-four draw
- as my pilot, steers my Leer, yes my dear
- Shit's official, only, the Feds I fear
- Here's a tissue, stop your blood clot cryin
- The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lyin
- So don't you get suspicious
- I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious
- As I leave my competition, respirator style
- Climb the ladder to success escalator style
- Hold y'all breath, I told y'all -- death
- controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all, uhh
- I spit phrases that'll thrill you
- You're nobody til somebody kills you
- *chorus*
- You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
- (I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
- You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
- (I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
- Uhh, uhh
- Watch Casino, I'm the hip-hop version of Nicky Tarantino
- Ask Nino, he know
- Green with envy, the green tempts me
- to make the rich the enemy, and take their cheese
- Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty
- live happily, ever after in laughter
- Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster
- And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead
- Three of mine dead, nuttin left to do
- but tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed
- Incidents like this I take trips
- Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy (huh)
- Some Creole C-O bitches I met on tour
- Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore
- Told me meet em in the future later, they'll take me shoppin
- buy me lavender and fuschia Gators
- Introduce me to playa haters and heavy weighters
- Rich bitch shit, drinkin Cristal
- til they piss the shit, uhh
- Thorough bitches, adapt to any borough bitches
- Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me
- Reminesce on dead friends too
- You're nobody til somebody kills you
- *chorus* 2X
- Uhh, uhh
- You can be the shit, flash the fattest five (that's right)
- Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit
- You ain't worth spit, just a memory
- Remember he, used to push the champagne Range (I remember that)
- Silly cat, all suede in the rain
- Swear he put the G in Game, had the Gucci frame
- before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane
- I can't recall his name (what was his name?) you mean that kid
- that nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
- Gettin his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
- A fuckin shame, duke's a lame, what's his name?
- Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean?
- *chorus* 2X (fades)
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