Trajan
Veteran
It complements the beat so nicely. The lyrics on their own are not particularly complex but that flow is 
My dude changes the pronunciation of words so effortlessly.
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32vdp3T5MGA[/ame]
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set off
Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off
Cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-lyn
Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, Look Man
You wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screaming "b*stard"
Crying, know my friends is lying
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
Or their Desert, dying ain't the shyt but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my nikkas 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
shyt, I need the company
Apologies 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, shyt don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still

My dude changes the pronunciation of words so effortlessly.
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32vdp3T5MGA[/ame]
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set off
Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off
Cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-lyn
Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, Look Man
You wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screaming "b*stard"
Crying, know my friends is lying
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
Or their Desert, dying ain't the shyt but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my nikkas 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
shyt, I need the company
Apologies 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, shyt don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still




man that boy flow and delivery was flawless, whenever i bump this album im left speechless ponderin over what Big could have accomplished in the game with just a couple more years above ground. The nikka was only 24
thats my dead goat brehs

over biggie.