been a son She should have been a son She should have been a son She should have been a son Been a son She should have been a son She should have been
ago your words echo inside like screams in an empty well always wondering what I could have done but I couldn't save you you have always been my secret
as a simple altercation Turned into a real sticky situation Me just thinking on the time that I'm facing Makes me wanna cry 'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Could've been somebody's son And
freedom I've been searching for I've been looking for freedom, I've been looking so long I've been looking for freedom, still the search goes on I've been
high (Put your hands high) If you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you and you and you
out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit Say hip hop only destroy, tell 'em look at me, boy I hope your son don't have a gun and never be a D-boy Alright
ex girls are steady tryin to get with tho Important and vital I'm caught in a cycle And this is all I know And yes I know it well I try to explain And
and quietly left the party I heard her laugh and say, "You'll be sorry" Then there came upon my door a loud disturbance I opened it to the sheriff and
by Notorious B.I.G. spoken words by Puff Been around the world and I I I And we been playa hated [say what?] I don't know and I don't know why Why
spot when the stakes is high A brother needs space like a vacant lot I'm lookin forward to the future, Mase and The Lox And my little son Justin, touchin
one lane Fuckin' with the white man, gettin' on my fun shame Can't complain, fly as I ever been Half a ounce sniffer, high as I ever been Never no losses
nigga B.I.G. Listen to me playboy, check dis out I go, on and on and on and Won't take her to the crib unless she's bonin' PD call her on the phone and
that out y'alls See how it feel when your friends be without y'all I been doin' it, coke I been movin' it Before you niggas thought of the block I been
and rock your boat Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat It don't matter where you been or where you at I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer
and So you better use caution, knowin I'm the boss and I'm sittin on pyramids, flossin I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back livin
could fill ya shoes Cause Biggie Smalls is the illest Realest my stones the chillest, got homes and villas Overseas and what was me, I found out other MC's been
to hit 'em He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit 'em You heard of us, the murderers, most shady Been on the low lately, the feds hate me, the son