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You're Nobody Until Somebody Kills You

Biggie
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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 anoint 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 Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spending 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 6 up in your wig piece, nigga decease Muah, may you rest in peace With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours Four-four and fifty-four draw There's my pilot, steers my Lear; yes, my dear Shit's official, only the Feds I fear Here's a tissue, stop your blood clot crying The kids, the dog, everybody dying - no lying 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 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) 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 3 of mine dead, nothing 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 shopping Buy me lavender and fuschia Gators Introduce me to player haters and heavy weighters Rich bitch shit, drinking 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 Reminisce on dead friends too You're nobody til somebody kills you 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) You can be the shit, flash the fattest five Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit You ain't worth spit, just a memory Remember he used to drive the champagne Range (I remember that) Silly cat, wore 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, you mean that kid That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine? Getting his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine?" A fucking shame, dude's the lame, what's his name? Dark-skin Jermaine, see what I mean? 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) 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)