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respect the takeover - the notorious b.i.g. lyrics

[verse 1]
nineteen-seventy something, n-gga i don’t sweat the date
my moms is late so i had to plan my escape
out the skins, in this world of fly girls
tanqueray and hennessy until i cold hurl
ten months in this gut, what the f-ck
i wish moms would hurry up so i could get buck
wild juvenile ripping mics and sh-t
new york, new york, ready for the likes of this
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 seeing my death and i ain’t even took my first step
i made it out, i’m bringing mad joy
the doctor looked and said, “he’s going to be a bad boy”

[hook]
as we proceed to give you what you need
get live motherf-ckers. get live motherf-ckers!!

[verse 2]
now i’m thirteen, smoking blunts, making cream
on the drug scene, f-ck a football team:
risking ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
hearing the coach scream ain’t lifetime dream!
i mean i want to blow up, stack my dough up
so school i didn’t show up, it f-cked my flow up
mom said that i should grow up and check myself
before i wreck myself, disrespect myself
put the drugs on the shelf? nah, couldn’t see it
scarface, king of new york, i want to be it
rap was secondary, money was necessary
until i got incarcerated–kinda scary
c74-mark 8 set me straight
not able to move behind the great steel gate
time to contemplate, d-mn, where did i fail?
all the money i stacked was all the money for bail

[hook]

- the notorious b i g lyrics

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