Tekster: Notorious B.I.G.. Life After Death. Long Kiss Goodnight.

See, I told you
See, I told y'all muh'fuckers
Yo, yo, that stupid nigga man
I told y'all to stop, he fucked up, yo

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight

I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you loose teeth like Lil' Cease
Nigga please, blood floods yo' Dungarees
And that's just the half on my warpath

Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
Than the average playa hater and spectators
Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo, he nice but that's on the low doe"

Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show
I pull out fo'-fo's and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz
Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga

Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be
'Til Lil' Cease crippled me
Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be
The game sour like, like a pickle be, y'all know da rules

Move from BK to New Jeruz, thinkin' 'bout
All the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two

Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew, niggaz envious
Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha, we ain't mad at cha

Blood rushin', concussions, ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out frontin', smokin' somethin'
Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a system

Knockin' Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit
Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, long kiss

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight

Uhh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at these fuckin' maniacs
Put my name in raps, what part the game is that?
Like they hustle backwards
I smoke Blackwoods and Dutchies, ya can't touch me

Try to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchy
You're bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo spirit above me
Or beneath me, your whole life you live sneaky
Now you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep me

Rest where the worms and the weak be
My nine flies, baptize, rap guys
With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most
You hold your toast shaky, slippin', tryin' to break me

Look what you made me do, brains blew
My team in the marine-blue, six Coupe
Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out the block
For distances, givin' long kisses bitch

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight
Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight

Frank White the menacin', Chron Chron's the medicine
I got the lettuce and you turn green like cucumber skin
Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer
Then, drugs and mac-10's

Hugs from fake friends, make ends, they hate you
Be broke, girls won't date you
That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue
Make you, open the safe too

No matter how you call it, how you call it
This brolic, alcoholic, like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
Distribute to kids who take heart like Valentine
Drink Ballentine all the time

Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline
Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times
Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real doe
Sling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight

Time, time for you to die
As I kiss yo' ass goodnight
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