(Biggies "warning" playing softley in da background)
haha yo, guess who da fuck just poped up!
what yall mutha fuckaz dident think i died or sum shit
did ya, haha
naw niggaz im alive and well! Now wheres my fuckin crown!
weres my fuckin crown niggaz!!!!
(beat fades in)

story of my lyfe, thought ide flop like a fish on deck
you 2 steppin mutha fuckas musta lost yall heads
i wet da beaches dat wept dese dreamy eyed bitches up
thought dis was da wild west, da way yall kickin dust up
face it, da funky'est beat 2 ya crude an calious text
would still come out soundin like a speach from Malcom X
leave da social commentary back, dont preach 2 da choir
da kids is lookin for MC's who can burn da mike like Richard Prior
and who delivers better den da stick up kid, i mug rhymes
a criminal minds intwined with equally cinical needs to shine
whos sick of sippin an spittin shit out dat ul neva pass 4 wine,
who needs sumthin enriched dat passed through da lips of da divine.
ide rather die, atleast heavenly host give heavenly toast
where sippin sumthin dat tickles in da back of our throats
i hope next time the greatest MC alive happens 2 return
yall bitch niggaz show sum respect, ight!, courts agerned
fuck dis shit

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