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My Downfall
The Notorious B.I.G. Ft. DMC
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*Phone rings*
[B.I.G.] Yo
*Heavy breathing*
[B.I.G.] Sup hello?
*Heavy breathing*
[B.I.G.] Faith?
Motherfucker *click*
*Phone rings*
[B.I.G.] Yo
Kill you motherfucker (voice speaking to Biggie whispers throughout)
[B.I.G.] Hello?
Kill you motherfucker
[B.I.G.] *sarcastically* WORD?
I'm gonna get you motherfucker you better watch your motherfuckin back
That's my word nigga
[B.I.G.] Get the fuck outta here
Better watch your motherfuckin abck
[B.I.G.] Watch my back? WORD?
I'm gonna get Biggie, I'm gonna kill Biggie
[B.I.G.] You soft duke, you soft
Fuck all you niggas, you all ain't SHIT
Watch your motherfuckin back
[B.I.G.] Eat a dick
*Click*
Jealousy's a motherfucker, you weak jealous motherfuckers!
If you a jealous motherfucker, you just a weak motherfucker!
See when you on top, motherfuckers just wanna bring you down!
Motherfuckers don't even know you, and they don't like you
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set off
Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off
Cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-lyn
Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, Look Man
You wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screaming "Bastard"
Crying, know my friends is lying
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
Or their Desert, dying ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot
Giving cats the opposite of diets
You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me
Shit, I need the company
Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter
If it was up to me you would be with me
Sorta like Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearest
Silencers so you can't hear it
Competition still fear it, shit don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still
That's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and pray for my downfall
Pray and pray for my downfall
Pray and pray for my downfall
This goes out to cats, fingers in they ass again
Fifty dollar half-a-men, daydreaming
Fuck around get wet like semen, your whole team and
Be more gone than Freeman
I took the cream and, moved to new places new faces
Fuck the screwfaces, cause when I flip
I make the papers, dangerous, we Goodfellas
Niggas can't bang with us, try to do me
My crew be unruly
Some old school cats that call gats toolies
Call blacks moolies, think it's cool to smoke woolies
And fuck without rubbers
Specialize in killing wives and grandmothers
Who ya trusting, shit
When Frank start busting, Frank start somethin
Killing ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley
Me and Sean Combs taking broads home
On the phone with the chip, these Cristal chicks
Bout to make our own porno flicks, my life's the shit
We used to hold the gold, now we floss with diamonds
Niggas want my team to stop shining
Pray my fame start declining
Whining like girlies
We been around the world twice, all we got is mo' ice
And mo' nice, sacrifice your heart
Lexus with the automatic start
Fifty shots'll tear your club apart
Eating shrimp A la Carte, with some bitches from Brussels
Eating clams and mussels
Octopus, pretty face no waist
I just want the bush, so I can mack it
Give her a package to push, cause I work them hoes
Pendejos I show you how to play them hoes
Can you just visualize it
Before I go to sleep I check the beds and the closet
So I can sleep safe, not too many keep a mill' in the briefcase
Infrareds help me sleep safe, but wait
See, y'all motherfuckers live off of negativity
What y'all niggas need to get through your motherfucking heads
Is that, y'all fucking with some niggas that's on a higher
Motherfucking level -- we don't give a fuck
About what you think about less how you feel about us
What you got to say about us
We gon keep doing our motherfuckin thing
From now till the year three thousand bitches!
You can't breathe, you can't sleep, you can't eat
Without thinking about us!
And without thinking about us on your mind
We gon' haunt your asses motherfuckers!
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