One of the greatest albums ever assembled. Two weeks to go until the premiere of the movie. To prep for the movie I am going to post my favorite lines from each song off this classical masterpiece. Enjoy.
1. Intro-- "Bitch I am not afraid to slap the shit out of a woman! FUCK PRISON"
2. Things Done Changed-- "Shit, it's hard being young from the slums/Eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin from/And now the shit's gettin crazier and major/Kids younger than me, they got the sky grand pagers/Goin outta town, blowin up/Six months later all the dead bodies showin up..."
3. Gimme The Loot-- "I wouldn't give fuck if you're pregnant/Give me the baby rings and a #1 mom pendant"
4. Machine Gun Funk-- "Sticks and stones break bones but the gat'll kill you quicker/Especially when i'm drunk off the liquor/Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is/Natural to eat you niggaz like chocolates"
5. Warning-- "Call the coroner...There's gonna be alot of slow singin/And flower bringin/If my burglar alarm starts ringin..."
6. Ready To Die-- "Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl/My life is played out like a jheri curl, i'm ready to die"
7. One More Chance-- "Sex gettin rougher when it come to the nut buster/Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker/I don't chase them, I replace them/And if i'm caressin them, i'm undressin them"
8. Fuck Me (Interlude)-- "You big Slim Fast blendin' motherfucker!"
9. The What (featuring Method Man)-- " I used to get feels on a bitch/Now i throw shields on the dick/To stop me from that HIV shit/And niggaz know they soft like a twinkie filling/Playin the villian/Prepare for this rap killin"
10. Juicy-- "And i'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day/Spread love, it's the brooklyn way"
11. Everyday Struggle-- "I had the master plan/I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland/With my man two-techs to take over this projects/They call him two-techs, he tote two techs/And when he start to bust he like to ask, "who's next?""
12. Me and My Bitch-- "It didn't take long before the tears start/I saw my bitch dead with the gunshot to the heart/And i know it was meant for me/I guess the niggaz felt they had to kill the closest one to me/And when i find em your life is to and end/They killed my best friend... me and my bitch..."
13. Big Poppa-- "Straight up honey really i'm askin/Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin/Who they attractin with that line, "what's your name what's your sign"/Soon as he buy that wine i just creep up from behind/And ask what your interests are, who you be with/Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial..."
14. Respect-- "Then came the worst date, may 21st/2:19, that's when my momma water burst/No spouse in the house so she rode for self/To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help/Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck/I'm seein' my death and i ain't even took my first step/I made it out, i'm bringin' mad joy/The doctor looked and said, "he's gonna be a bad boy"
15. Friend of Mine-- "Now when i'm fuckin' those jen I'm invincible/Don't love no hoe, that's my principle"
16. Unbelievable-- "Lights get dimmer down biggie's hallway/My forte causes Caucasians to say/He sounds demented, car-weed scented/If i said it, i meant it/Bite my tongue for no-one
Call me evil, or unbelievable"
17. Suicidal Thoughts-- " When i die, fuck it i wanna go to hell
Cause i'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, i like black tims and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life i been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when i was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger
I wonder if i died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2
Who's to blame for both of them (naw nigga, not you)
I swear to god i just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
I'm glad i'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head
The stress is buildin' up, i can't,
I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind
I want to leave, i swear to god i feel like death is fuckin' callin' me
Naw you wouldn't understand (nigga, talk to me please)
You see its kinda like the crack did to pookie, in new jack
Except when i cross over, there ain't no comin' back
Should i die on the train track, like remo in beatstreet
People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
My baby momma kissed me but she glad i'm gone
She knew me and her sista had somethin' goin' on
I reach my peak, i can't speak,
Call my nigga chic, tell him that my will is weak.
I'm sick of niggas lyin', i'm sick of bitches hawkin',
Matter of fact, i'm sick of talkin'..."
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