pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
[Verse 3]
In a sec, I throw the tec to your fukking neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some rec
Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talking
You better act like CeCe and keep on walking
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, with stompin'
I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
nikkas say I'm strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your shyt splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone to where your motherfukking cheek drip
The shyt I kick, ripping through the vest
Biggie Smalls passing any test, I'm ready to die!
In a sec, I throw the tec to your fukking neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some rec
Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talking
You better act like CeCe and keep on walking
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, with stompin'
I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
nikkas say I'm strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your shyt splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone to where your motherfukking cheek drip
The shyt I kick, ripping through the vest
Biggie Smalls passing any test, I'm ready to die!
