| What up B.I.G., what’s the deal? |
| I hope you aight
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| I’m just, doin' my thing living day to day life
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| Yo, you taught me the game, now we play alike
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| You taught me how to aim, when we bust gunz, we spray alike
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| A lot of shit going on, mafia holding on
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| My heart is from the start so I keep your name strong
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| Sittin' here sippin' Hen, don’t know where to begin
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| My album done now we’re finishing Kim’s
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| I’m tryin' to get it right, get my life back, on the right track
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| Walkin' in street dressed in black, matchin' my gat
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| I see my death coming, it’s no turning back
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| Long as I see you again, that’ll be that
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| Yo, momz told me, ‽Slow down Cease, chill and relaxâ€
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| ‽Get on your knees and pray to you, you’ll soon talk backâ€
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| There, speakin' of yo momz, thru her frustrations
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| And dedication, we helped her formed up the Foundation
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| Thank B.I.G.
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| Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
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| (Wishing you were here with me)
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| Said it, I’m day dreaming
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| (Ohh)
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| Just to have you here with me
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| We’re missing you
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| Yo, I remember far back as the game goes
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| From the first bank rollz to the cool jeanz and kango’s
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| Breezing on the yacht, Dp’s on the rock
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| Think of all the fly V’s we used to swap
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| We took it up a notch
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| And everything that was hot, for 5,000 dollar we copped
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| Little Cease, I’d a cop, rock, all types of a satch
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| 50 G’s on the watch, me and you up in the spot
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| MTV was in shock, and I don’t see why not
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| Man, we used to rock all the bet spots
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| Turned clubs into stadiums
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| And I remember when you and Rock got knocked in the Paladium
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| And when we rock we do it all for you
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| And uh, don’t gotta worry 'bout the names they was calling you
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| And I’ma tell you what we gonna do
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| Make hits and couldn’t quit if we wanted to
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| (Yes, I won’t stop)
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| Even though you’re outta sight, you’re never outta mind
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| I try to tell myself, when it’s yo time, it’s yo time
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| Ever since that weekend, everybody been beefin' and greifing
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| Losin' they appetites, nobody eatin'
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| (Miss you, yeah)
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| And it’s due to all the weavin', I walked yo kidz to your coffin
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| And tell 'em, ‽Daddy's sleepingâ€
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| (Daddy's sleeping)
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| But killa he don’t understand
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| He don’t know that ignorance killed a wonderful man
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| You’re not just another rapper, wit money in yo hand
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| I think, what’s the money, when I ain’t got my man
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| That’s why day’s I walk the surface, feeling earthless
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| (Oh, Biggie)
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| Thinking was this rap shit really worth it
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| (Is it really worth it?)
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| And I know you didn’t deserve it, it went so smooth
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| You thought they rehearsed it, worst shit I ever
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| Seen at a young age, it’s fucked up
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| When I see my man on front page
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| I reminisce on the old days, love, forever and always
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| B.I.G., nigga
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| Day dreaming, said, I’m wishing you were here
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| (Wishing you were here with me)
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| Said, we’re missing you
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| Said it, I’m day dreaming
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| (Wishing you)
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| Just to have you here with me B.I.G.
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| We’re missing you
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| Day dreaming, wishing you were here
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| (You were more than a friend)
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| (Wishing you were here with me)
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| (You were like a brother to 112)
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| Said, we’re missing you
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| Said it, I’m day dreaming
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| (We need you here for today)
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| Just to have you here with me B.I.G.
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| We’re missing you
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| Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
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| (Wishing you were here with me)
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| Said it, I’m day dreaming
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| (Ohh)
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| Just to have you here with me
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| We’re missing you
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| Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
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| (Wishing you were here with me)
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| (Such a wonder full man)
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| Said it, I’m day dreaming
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| (Ohh)
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| (B.I.G.)
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| Just to have you here with me
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| (And I cant stop thinking about you)
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| We’re missing you
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| We love you always
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| Ohh, oh yeah
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| 112, Little Cease |