Issue No 139 Notorious B I G Tribute Lyrics
Notorious B.I.G Tribute by Issue No. 139
Bumping, sky's the limit while we riding in these limits
Really we push'in our minds these are Benzes
Dog, you gotta keep the faith, no evidence, it was evident
That we would spot a break, it's like we running in place
Heading nowhere fast
It's No Man's Land to a black man tryna eat
Grave or the prison got your name on it
That's not for me
No get-out-of-jail-free cards
'Cause life is not Monopoly
Product of public housing
To owning thousands of properties
Fuck the Tupac and Poppa beef
'Cause it took two legends from us, from a man I'm never running
We can settle it with hands, man, you ain't gotta bring a gun in
Rappers rapping about nothing, made me sick to my stomach
Back to this real rap, give it to whoever want it
Who want it? Domino effect
Those who lining up dying at the drop, get your mileage up
I done been through hell and back and didn't crack
Crack, I was selling that
Seven blocks in seven days, I made seven racks
Damn, that's a lot of sevens, my lucky number's seven
Life's a gamble full of risk, shake the dice, roll the seven
Can't forget where I come from
1987 in the' just a young blood
Like Sean Paul, rap caught my name
Damn, I wasn't even calling it
Daddy was an artist then, momma was a house wife
He quit, worked a job to make sure we turn up right
I'm glad that he did 'cause my homie told me that his daddy dipped
You don't know what that did to him
His pops was alive but he already did touring
He turned out to be the best rapper in NY
The real king of New York, out the projects and'
Was a fat, black nigga but had tough skin
In them'in that Gucci sweater
If I was fly I though the hoochies might do me better
Baby, baby
Now I'm a big Pac fan but got respect for Biggie
From LA, NY, I rap an extra city
No east coast, west coast wars, they def' made my heart soar
They ghosts go right from me, that's why I'm hardcore
I'm all on your hot 97, now turn me up
Daddy got them honies dancing like the early Puff
Mad like Craig, I'm in here like a plague
It's kush that I'm blowing, it's the brand new flavor
Bad boys used to be getting the time
If I was living really then pass me lemon and lime
For my Ciroc, new Bentley when I'm bending the block
The big boy, how the hell am I gonna fit in the drop?
You feel me? Make sure that you ready to rock
And the impact you leave is as heavy as mine
I had the streets live, now they ready to die
And their life got the'when I live in the sky
What? I see you acting tough, let the hook drop
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want
Really we push'in our minds these are Benzes
Dog, you gotta keep the faith, no evidence, it was evident
That we would spot a break, it's like we running in place
Heading nowhere fast
It's No Man's Land to a black man tryna eat
Grave or the prison got your name on it
That's not for me
No get-out-of-jail-free cards
'Cause life is not Monopoly
Product of public housing
To owning thousands of properties
Fuck the Tupac and Poppa beef
'Cause it took two legends from us, from a man I'm never running
We can settle it with hands, man, you ain't gotta bring a gun in
Rappers rapping about nothing, made me sick to my stomach
Back to this real rap, give it to whoever want it
Who want it? Domino effect
Those who lining up dying at the drop, get your mileage up
I done been through hell and back and didn't crack
Crack, I was selling that
Seven blocks in seven days, I made seven racks
Damn, that's a lot of sevens, my lucky number's seven
Life's a gamble full of risk, shake the dice, roll the seven
Can't forget where I come from
1987 in the' just a young blood
Like Sean Paul, rap caught my name
Damn, I wasn't even calling it
Daddy was an artist then, momma was a house wife
He quit, worked a job to make sure we turn up right
I'm glad that he did 'cause my homie told me that his daddy dipped
You don't know what that did to him
His pops was alive but he already did touring
He turned out to be the best rapper in NY
The real king of New York, out the projects and'
Was a fat, black nigga but had tough skin
In them'in that Gucci sweater
If I was fly I though the hoochies might do me better
Baby, baby
Now I'm a big Pac fan but got respect for Biggie
From LA, NY, I rap an extra city
No east coast, west coast wars, they def' made my heart soar
They ghosts go right from me, that's why I'm hardcore
I'm all on your hot 97, now turn me up
Daddy got them honies dancing like the early Puff
Mad like Craig, I'm in here like a plague
It's kush that I'm blowing, it's the brand new flavor
Bad boys used to be getting the time
If I was living really then pass me lemon and lime
For my Ciroc, new Bentley when I'm bending the block
The big boy, how the hell am I gonna fit in the drop?
You feel me? Make sure that you ready to rock
And the impact you leave is as heavy as mine
I had the streets live, now they ready to die
And their life got the'when I live in the sky
What? I see you acting tough, let the hook drop
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want
Sky is the limit and you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have what you want
Be what you want