Из альбома: Notorious
Uh, huh, I ain't even good with writin'
I don't even write shit
I just felt I had to write this letter to BIG
Niggas is actin' like, letter to BIG, uh, yo
Dear Christopher Frank White Wallace
Yeah, it's your boy Kiss, I just wanna holla
In your memory I keep the Coogi in my closet
Kangol on the rack, a fresh pair of Wallies
You know I'm still the liquor and the weed child
And still got Branson on speed dial
And everybody's the king now
You ain't gotta be nice, gettin' shot is the thing now
Mafia was doin' their best, they separated
Now Roc and Gutta doin' a stretch, uh, yeah
Kim is still in it to win it
I seen Money L awhile ago but I ain't heard from Cease in a minute
People in power is queer, I could go on for a year
'Bout how it would be if you were still here?
The game has got cheaper
Rappers is more commercially successful now
But the heart's a lot weaker
You know me, still got the flow that'll pop speakers
First option on offense the top feature
It's easy, BIG, all you need is a pro-tool set
And I ain't touch the paper that I was supposed to yet
Everybody that's somebody show respect
Only a matter of time before they notice that
I'm an impeccable lyricist
And with the right mechanics I could take over, be clear of this
They well aware of Kiss, the light of the city
And I ain't on the label no more but I'm tighter with Diddy
I got my own plan, handle mine like a grown man
Long as I know I'm nice, fuck it, I'm my own fan
Remixed the joints you had
But, they could never ever duplicate your swag, no
Meanwhile I'm a keep it so on my lil' plans
And you might bump into a few of my lil' mans
Up there steppin' with God
Down here Mister Cee in BK still reppin' you hard
Tianna, so pretty, CJ turned into a Lil' Biggie
Just a little lighter but so witty
On your born day we get the highest
Groovy still the best with the garments, he keep me the flyest
Tonight, Patron is dead
Only right that I take a bottle of Bacardi Lemon to the head
And before I end it I gotta say thanks
'Cause not only was your time well spent
It was splendid, thanks
Miss you my nigga, one love
So we tried so hard to understand why you had to go away
You were everything, you were everything
So we'll just keep our heads to the sky
'Cause we know we're gonna see you in the next lifetime
But it's never easy saying goodbye, saying goodbye
So we tried so hard to understand why you had to go away
You were everything
So we tried so hard to understand why you had to go away
You were everything