I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you loose teeth like Lil' Cease [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] Move from BK to New [bad word] -- thinkin bout
all the planes we flew, [bad word]  we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two [bad word] mad cause I blew, niggaz envious
Too many niggaz on my [bad word]  [bad word] 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) [bad word]  concussions, ain't nothin
Catch [bad word] out frontin, smokin somethin
Sippin [bad word]  [bad word] in the Benz bumpin
I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a system
Knockin Mase [bad word]  face it, we hard to hit
Guard ya [bad word]  '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

Uhh.. I'm flamin gats, aimin at, these [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] then, [bad word] 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' [bad word] out til your face blue
Make you, open the safe too
No matter how you call it (how you call it)
this brolic, alcoholic .. {*Biggie's [bad word] fades in*}
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 [bad word] fo' times [bad word] that three to nine, [bad word] you up for real doe
Sling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no