Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Letter To B.I.G., artist - Jadakiss. Album song The Last Kiss, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Letter To B.I.G. |
Uh huh! |
I ain’t even good with writin |
I don’t even write shit |
I just felt, I had to write this letter to BIG |
Niggas is actin like… letter to BIG |
Uh, yo Dear Christopher Frank White Wallace |
Yeah it’s your boy Kiss I just wanna holla |
In your memory I keep the Coogi in my closet |
Kangol on the rack, a fresh pair of Wallies |
You know I’m still the liquor and the weed child |
And still got Branson on speed dial |
And everybody’s the king now |
You ain’t gotta be nice gettin shot is the thing now |
Mafia was doin there best they seperated |
Now Roc and Gutta doin a stretch, uh, yeah |
Kim is still in it to win it I seen Money L awhile ago but I ain’t heard from Cease in a minute |
People in power is queer |
I could go on for a year 'bout how it would be if you were still here |
The game got cheaper, rappers is more commercially successful now |
But the heart’s alot weaker |
You know me still got the flow that’ll pop speakers |
First option on offense the top feature |
It’s easy BIG all you need is a protool set |
And I ain’t touch the paper that I was supposed to yet |
Everybody that’s somebody show respect |
Only a matter of time before they notice that |
I’m an impecable lyricist |
And with the right mechanics, I could take over be clear of this |
They well aware of Kiss the light of the city |
And I ain’t on the label no more but I’m tighter with Diddy |
I got my own plan handle mine like a grown man |
Long as I know I’m nice, fuck it I’m my own fan |
Remixed the joints you had |
But, they could never ever duplicate your swag (Never) |
Meanwhile I’m a keep it so on my lil’plans |
And you might bump into a few of my lil’mans |
Up there steppin with God |
Down here Mister Cee in BK still reppin you hard |
Tianna so pretty, CJ turned into a Lil’Biggie |
Just a little lighter but so witty |
On your born day, we get the highest |
Groovy still the best with the garments, he keep me the flyest |
Tonight, Patron is dead |
Only right that I take a bottle of Bacardi Lim? |
n to the head |
And before I end it, I gotta say thanks |
'Cause not only was your time well-spent, it was splendid (thanks) |
…Miss you, my nigga |
One Love (So we tried to hard to understand) |
(Jadakiss) |
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away |
(That was my letter to B.I.G., nahmean?) |
You were everything — you were everything |
(I felt it was only right, I really smoked with them niggas) |
(Jadakiss) |
So we’ll just keep our heads to the sky (Drink wit 'em) |
(Sat wit 'em, talked wit 'em) |
'Cause we know we’re gonna see you in the next lifetime (Real shit) |
But it’s never easy saying good-byyyyye |
(See you when I get there, Biggie) |
Saying — good-byyyyyyyyyyye (Love you) |
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away |
You were everything (Why you had to go awaaaaaay?) |
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away |
You were everything (Oooo-hooo-oooo-hooo-oooo-hoooo…) |