You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) - 2014 Remaster

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
 I will fear no evil -- for you are with me
 Your rod and your staff, they comfort me
 You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies
 You annoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
 Surely goodness and love will follow me -- all the days of my life
 And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
 (Notorious B.I.G.)
 Niggaz in my faction don't like askin questions
 Strictly gun testin, coke measurin
 Givin pleasure in the Benz-ito
 Hittin fanny, spendin chips at Manny's
 Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
 Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets
 Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
 MWA, may you rest in peace
 With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
 Four-four, and fifty-four draw
 as my pilot, steers my Leer, yes my dear
 Shit's official, only, the Feds I fear
 Here's a tissue, stop your blood clot cryin
 The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lyin
 So don't you get suspicious
 I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious
 As I leave my competition, respirator style
 Climb the ladder to success escalator style
 Hold y'all breath, I told y'all -- death
 controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all, uhh
 I spit phrases that'll thrill you
 You're nobody til somebody kills you
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 You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
 (I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
 You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
 (I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
 Uhh, uhh
 Watch Casino, I'm the hip-hop version of Nicky Tarantino
 Ask Nino, he know
 Green with envy, the green tempts me
 to make the rich the enemy, and take their cheese
 Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty
 live happily, ever after in laughter
 Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster
 And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead
 Three of mine dead, nuttin left to do
 but tear they ass to shreds, leave em in bloodshed
 Incidents like this I take trips
 Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy (huh)
 Some Creole C-O bitches I met on tour
 Push a peach Legend Coupe, gold teeth galore
 Told me meet em in the future later, they'll take me shoppin
 buy me lavender and fuschia Gators
 duce me to playa haters and heavy weighters
 Rich bitch shit, drinkin Cristal
 til they piss the shit, uhh
 Thorough bitches, adapt to any borough bitches
 Be in spots where they were no bitches, you feel me
 Reminesce on dead friends too
 You're nobody til somebody kills you
 ** 2X
 Uhh, uhh
 You can be the shit, flash the fattest five (that's right)
 Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit
 You ain't worth spit, just a memory
 Remember he, used to push the champagne Range (I remember that)
 Silly cat, all suede in the rain
 Swear he put the G in Game, had the Gucci frame
 before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane
 I can't recall his name (what was his name?) you mean that kid
 that nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
 Gettin his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
 A fuckin shame, duke's a lame, what's his name?
 Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean?
 ** 2X (fades)