Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Downfall , by - The Notorious B.I.G.. Release date: 03.03.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Downfall |
| Faith? |
| Motherfucker *click* |
| Yo Kill you motherfucker (voice speaking to Biggie is whispering throughout) |
| Hello? |
| Kill you motherfucker |
| *sarcastically* WORD? |
| I’m gonna get you motherfucker you better watch your motherfuckin back |
| That’s my word nigga |
| Get the fuck outta here |
| Better watch your motherfuckin abck |
| Watch my back? |
| WORD? |
| I’m gonna get Biggie, I’m gonna kill Biggie |
| You soft dude, you soft |
| Fuck all you niggaz, you all ain’t SHIT |
| Watch your motherfuckin back |
| Eat a dick |
| Jealousy’s a motherfucker, you weak jealous motherfuckers! |
| If you a jealous motherfucker, you just a weak motherfucker! |
| See when you on top, motherfuckers just wanna bring you down! |
| Motherfuckers don’t even know you, and they don’t like you… |
| Uhh, I dreams filthy |
| My moms and pops mixed in with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey |
| Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off |
| Uhh, cause in this world I’m debtor, squeeze lead off |
| Benz sped off, ain’t no shook hands in Brook-land |
| Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies |
| Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD |
| Cryin, know my friends is lyin |
| Y’all know who killed im filled im with the lugars from they Rugers |
| or they Desert, dyin ain’t the shit but it’s present |
| Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot |
| Giving cats the opposite of diets |
| You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye |
| I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me Shit, I need the company (uh-huh) |
| Apoligies in order, to T’Yanna my daughter |
| If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like |
| Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearest |
| Silencers so you can’t hear it Competition still fear it, shit don’t ask me I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still |
| That’s not all, MC’s have the gall |
| To pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| This goes out to cats, fingers in they ass again |
| Fifty dollar half-a-men, daydreamin |
| Fuck around get wet like semen, your whole team-and |
| be Mor-gan than Freeman |
| I took the cream and, moved to new places new faces |
| Fuck the screwfaces, when I flip |
| I make the papers, dangerous, we Goodfellas |
| Niggaz can’t bang with us, try to do me |
| My crew be unruly (what) |
| To old school cats that call gats toolies |
| Call blacks moolies, think it’s cool to smoke woolies |
| And fuck without rubbers (what) specialize |
| in killin wives and grandmothers, who ya trustin, shit |
| When Frank start bustin, Frank start somethin |
| Killin ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley |
| Me and Sean Combs takin broads home |
| On the phone with the chip, these Cristal chips |
| bought to make our own porno flicks, my life’s the shit |
| That’s not all, MC’s have the gall |
| To pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| That’s not all, MC’s have the gall |
| To pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| We used to hold the gold, now we floss with diamonds |
| Niggaz want my team to stop shinin |
| Pray my fame start declinin |
| Whinin like girlies |
| We been around the world twice, moats that’ll smoke ice |
| in moonlights, sacrifice your heart |
| Lexus with the automatic start (what) |
| Fifty shots’ll tear your club apart |
| Eatin shrimp outta cars, with some bitches from Brussels |
| Eatin clams or mussels |
| Uhh, out the puss (what) pretty face no waist |
| I just want the bush, so I can mack you |
| Give her a package to push, cause I work dem hoes |
| Pendejo’s, I show you how to play them hoes |
| Can you just visualize it Before I go to sleep I check the beds and the closet |
| so I can sleep safe, not too many people mill in the briefcase |
| Infrareds help me sleep safe, but wait |
| That’s not all, MC’s have the gall |
| To pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Y’all motherfuckers live off of negativity |
| What y’all niggaz need to get through your motherfuckin heads |
| Is that, y’all fuckin with some niggaz that’s on a higher |
| motherfuckin level -- we don’t give a fuck |
| About what you think about less how you feel about us What you got to say about us We gon keep doin our motherfuckin thing |
| From now till the year three thousand bitches! |
| You can’t breathe, you can’t sleep, you can’t eat |
| without thinkin about us! |
| Without thinkin about us to the end! |
| We gonna kill you heartless motherfuckers! |
| That’s not all, MC’s have the gall |
| To pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |
| Pray and pray for my downfall |