Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We'll Always Love Big Poppa, artist - The Lox. Date of issue: 24.08.2014
Song language: English
We'll Always Love Big Poppa |
| I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun |
| Hope you right next to God and he calling you Son |
| Taking you in, Angels breaking you in |
| This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin |
| And may God bless your mom and your two children |
| Your wife, your family and all your friends |
| Everybody stay strong, the good die young |
| Where we from it’s all wrong, we all confused |
| Never know what we have til what we have we lose |
| Think Big, we just lost a very big jewel |
| Hip-hop itself is at a pit-stop itself |
| Seeing Big die I wish the shit would stop itself |
| It hurts, you’re probably too good for this earth |
| Genius at his work |
| Made dirty cats wanna get a clean shirt |
| Pop Cristal and rock they ice work (word), go Big (go Big) |
| Everybody wanted to know Big |
| Made the rap biz, glitter like showbiz |
| Ask anybody, who could flow Big |
| All the cats shined, but you would glow Big |
| Frank White lyrically, moved niggas spiritually |
| Made you wanna get a cup, fill it up with Hennessee |
| Front in the club and light a dutch where the women be |
| If you seen the show then I know you felt the energy |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) |
| Just to let y’all know, everything is all real |
| But it’s sad when a good fella catch a raw deal |
| And pain is a part of life that we all feel |
| Today this whole rap game is getting more ill |
| It make me look back, to where he took rap |
| Dude brought the East back, y’all better believe that |
| He never had a warning, One More Chance |
| Was right before him everybody must answer when God’s callin |
| I flew B’s wit him, I blew trees wit him |
| Couldn’t wait to go on tour across seas wit him |
| People seem to get lost and, blow things out of proportion |
| Life is worth more than the coffin |
| I need answers, and they better be the truth |
| Hurts like a bad tooth, we losin mad youth |
| Lyrically there’ll never be no one above you |
| And no matter how they judge you we always gonna love you |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) |
| Right now I know you missin it, smokin in peace |
| After all this bullshit don’t cease, huh Big |
| Right now, you and Pac in harmony, probably huggin |
| While everybody from Brooklyn to West coast is buggin |
| All these gang wars, Big, show me a sign |
| As for your son I’ma raise Shorty like he was mine (no doubt) |
| It seems that the devil got his stinkin back whooped |
| And we should pray for Jesus, and ask for forgiveness |
| I can remember all the studio time, getting twisted |
| Bottle after bottle, Bacardi Lime, I miss it |
| We clicked like heels when we first met the |
| Junior Ma-f-i-a and Big Po-ppa |
| Nearly broke down four times writin this verse |
| Filled with wild madness and sadness it hurts |
| But ain’t no need to cry, cause right now, where you at |
| Is more laced than any place a millionaire lived at |
| But it’s sad that it takes that for us to unite |
| The only time you see your family is funeral night |
| Christopher Wallace, Frank White, holdin it down |
| I guess you with the real king in New York now |
| For real |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) |
| We’ll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa, Big Poppa… |
| (We'll always love you Big) |