featuring Notorious B.I.G.
(Notorious B.I.G.)
Fuck that I preach it my nine reaches
The prestigious cats who speak this Willie shit
Flood in pieces my hand releases snatches
Smackin cabbage half ass rappers shouldn't have it
So I grab it never run the out come is usually
a beat down brutally fuck who you be or where you from
West or East coast squeeze toast leave most
in the blood they layin in, ask Tray and them
(Tracey Lee)
Oh shit, I suppose its time to go snitch
Flip a line and get the show lit
You clown niggaz hold it
Down your flow lax, just so you know that
We could battle for days like old cats
Black, you dealing with a throw back
Winnin like straight jacks, with a wide range
of rhyme teams, my lyrics they bang like migraines
Nigga my name, Tray the terrible
Philadelph, wild child incredible
too sick for medical attention, people listen
It's verbal ascension, like Maxwell many dimensions
Flood over tracks, well, mics in critical condition
Killin ya Maxell, unveil lyrical skills unknown
for my people with illegal cell phones
A real MC let's bring it back home
Live from the two-one-five, that lost a back bone
in charge, and heavily on like break fog
You for saw it, nigga stay down
Biggie make them hit the floor face down
(Notorious B.I.G.)
What, what, what, the rings and things you speak about
bring em out, it's hard to yell with my bat round
in your mouth, its more than I expected
I thought them jewels was rented, but they wasn't
So run it, cousin, I could chill the heat does it
Ran up in your shell about a dozen, you never seen
bank like Frank White, ya hand clutchin
ya ch
