Biggie I'm a dirty south soldier I hope y'all hear me cause (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Never met Big L or Big Pun We only got big dreams where a
s the last man standin? The last man rappin is me, Capital P Nigga {"ONE"} One yourself, gun yourself Choke from a rope nigga where you hung yourself Got a
and dread A lot of weak are to weep and moan Only the strong will continue do you have it in you? Come we've got a journey to go And when the battle get
Nas in here Me and my niggaz never pop the air We'll pop ya hair Leave holes in a RocaWear shit bad gone stressed in a rockin chair Or Up in ICU, they got
[Nas] They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive It's just the likeness, of Isrealites mist, that made me write this A slight twist, of lime rhyme
Pray' [Nas] "You've got to pray, huh! I mean pray, pray, and when you pray, you got to look up to the lord, huh! You got to look up and you got to
Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most cowardest rappers (Nas) He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile Depressed has a complex his mouth
own Biggie I'm A dirty south soldier I hope y'all here me cause... (I'm so in love with new york city) Never met Big L or Big Pun We only got big dreams where a
yourself in a ya own shoeses Either you're winning or losing don't you get it confused Tay you starring in a ya own movie playing of a role you choose
and traffic, what Hip-Hop cops on my left, but I pass 'em up The Dodge got a hemmy in it, Game got a Remy in 'em In and out of lanes like a New York