Nigga was motherfuckin HYPED UP Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on from there The motherfucker there wasn't nuttin stoppin him (What what did the rest of his niggaz do?) Man the motherfuckers was just ready for anything Them niggaz was packin burners Them niggaz was ready to fight whatever we had to do holmes Niggaz was on the real flipout holmes It was just comin out like a motherfucker The nigga amped be like COME ON, COME ON MOTHERFUCKER!! Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on "Man what you fuck doin over here?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Are you awake now?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the fuck is goin on here" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Looks like the competition stopped by to pay us a little visit, and check us out" Come on motherfuckers, come on Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sunrays off the baldhead, everything is real Biggie me put on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh Hey Biggie, I understand you're from Brooklyn with 22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank ready Uhhh well, why not blow up the spot with Sadat Release the BRAINSTORM, to make your motherfuckin BRAIN WARM A strange form, somethin kind of lyrical Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual Well "In God We Trust", guns I bust Got that disgustin, sewer style dumpin and that uhh do you knowwwwww, where you're goin to Do you like the things that I bring? Make an emcee wanna sing for a livin Take the beatdown we fuckin givin, c'mon motherfucker Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on "Man what you fuck doin over here?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Are you awake now?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the fuck is goin on here" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Looks like the competition stopped by to pay us a little visit, and check us out" Come on motherfuckers, come on What? Niggaz want drama, puttin work on my block when I told y'all last week, that shit was too hot Sellin pieces and treys, cuts my dimes Somebody gon' get paid, somebody block get sprayed Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the block Caught one in your chest, your breath come in spurts Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'ma hit em where it hurts The big city it don't spare no bodies Call me papichulo, to all the spanish mamis I'm about ten blunts down, drank three or fo' stouts Seen five fat asses, passed this bitch with glasses Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit Life is real, so Biggie take the steel Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on "Man what you fuck doin over here?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Are you awake now?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the fuck is goin on here" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Looks like the competition stopped by to pay us a little visit, and check us out" Come on motherfuckers, come on Uhh I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot glocks HAH, that's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the landspread Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs I give emcees the runs drippin; when I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away Everybody hit the D-E-C-K My slow flows remarkable Peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the llello That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jailcells Oh my God I'm droppin shit like a pigeon I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening So you better grab your pistol cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin shit spill And I'm talkin bout buckets, why did I have to do it? Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it Cause I got mo' shots to pop-ya Big Pop-pa, breakin you off somethin proper Signin off is the hardcore rap singer a.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime nigga Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on "Man what you fuck doin over here?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Are you awake now?" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the fuck is goin on here" Come on motherfuckers, come on "Looks like the competition stopped by to pay us a little visit, and check us out" Come on motherfuckers, come on So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin, baby I'm dreamin This ain't Christopher Williams, still some MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some To let niggaz know... that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy I get up in that ass like a wedgie Says who? Says me, the lyrical Niggaz sayin, "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle" Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me Just for niggaz actin shifty 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 The funk baby "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" All I want is bitches, big booty bitches Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches Now I pack gats, to stop all the snitches From stayin in my business, what is this? Relentless Approach, to know if I'm broke or not Just cause I joke and smoke a lot Don't mean I don't tote the glock Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen Until we motherfuckin meet again Huh, I'm doin rhymes now, fuck the crimes now Come on the ave, I'm real hard to find now Cause I'm knee deep in the beats In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the (car sirens) I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof Hold ya head, cause when you hit the bricks I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin dick The funk baby "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side How I smoked funk, smacked bitches on the backside Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan' test The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya High as a motherfuckin helicopter That's why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor Beatin motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina When I'm rippin all through your whole crew Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns I got bags of funk, and it's sellin by the tons Niggaz wanna know, how I live the mack life Making money smoking mics like crack pipes It's type simple and plain to maintain I add a little funk to the brain The funk baby "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" Good evenin' ladies and gentlemen How's everybody doin' tonight? I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha I like this young man, because, when he came out He came out wit the phrase, he went from ashy to classy Ha, I like that So everybody in the house, give a warm, round of applause for The Notorious B.I.G. The Notorious B.I.G. ladies and gentlemen give it up for him y'all Uh, a nigga never been as broke as me, I like that When I was young I had two pair of Lees, besides that The pin stripes and the gray (Uh-huh) The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirt And alligators Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga wit the fake, blaow! Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place Play ya position, here come my intuition Go in this nigga pocket Rob him while his friends watchin' That hoes clockin', here comes respect His crew's your crew, or they might be next Look at they man eye, BIG man they never try So we roll wid 'em, stole wid 'em I mean loyalty, niggas bought me milks at lunch The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch In gear, Oshkosh with blue and white ducks Pass the blunt Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want Uh-huh, I was a shame, my crew was lame I have enough heart for most of 'em Long as I got stuff from most of 'em It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across They depicted me the boss, of course My orange box-cutter make the world go 'round Plus I'm fuckin, bitches ain't my homegirls now Start stackin', dabbled in crack, gun packin' Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas From gym class, to English, pass off a global The only nigga wit a mobile, can't you see like Total Gettin' larger in waist and taste Ain't no tellin' where this felon is headin', just in case Keep a shell at the tip of your melon, clear the space Ya brain was a terrible thing to waste Eighty-eight long gates, snatch initial name plates Smokin' spliffs wit niggas, real life beginner killers Prayin' God forgive us for being sinners, help us out Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want After realizin', to master enterprisin' I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts On how to burn the block apart, break it down into section Drugs by the selection Some use pipes, others use injections Syringe sold seperately, Frank the deputy Quick to grab my Smith & Wesson, like my dick was missin' To protect my position, my corner, my layer While we out here, say the hustlas prayer If the game shakes me or breaks me I hope it makes me a better man Take a better stand Put money in my moms hand Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man Stay far from timid Only make moves when your heart's in it And live the phrase Sky's The Limit Motherfucker, see you chumps on top Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can have What you want, be what you want