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Unbelievable Lyrics - Life After Death - Notorious B.i.g.

Verse one: 

 

Live from bedford-stuyverson, the livest one 

Representin bk to the fullest 

Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when big be buckin 

Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom fuckin 

It ain't nuttin, they know big be handlin 

With the mac in the ac' door paneling 

Bandaging mc's, oxygen they can't breathe 

Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe 

Breeze through in the q-45 by my side, lyrical high 

And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches 

Get smoked like dutches from the master 

Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot 

Your life is played out like kwame, and them fuckin polka dots 

Who rock the spot? biggie! 

You know how the weed yo, unbelievable 

 

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Verse two: 

 

B-i-g, g-i-e, aka, b.i.g. 

Get it? biggie 

Also known as the bon appetit 

Rappers can't sleep need sleepin big keep creepin 

Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin 

Dumb rappers need teachin 

Lesson a - don't fuck with b-i, that's that, oh i, thought he was wack 

Oh come come now, why y'all so dumb now 

Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways 

To summer sautee, I'm the winner all day 

Lights get dimmer down biggie's hallway 

My forte causes caucausians 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 

 

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Verse three: 

 

Buck shots out the sun roof of lexus coupe's 

Leave no witnesses, what you think this is 

Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear 

Mc's fear me, they too near not to hear me 

Clearly, I'm the triple beam dream 

One thousand grams of uncut to the gut 

It seems fucked up, the way I touched up the grill 

Tryin to play gorilla, when you ain't no killer 

The gat's by your liver, your upper lip quiver 

Get ready to die, tell God I said hi 

And throw down some ice, for the nicest mc 

Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable 

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