Yeah, yeah
You ready, motherfucker? 
We gon kill your ass 
Im ready
As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome, holmes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, doing your brain cells much damage 
Teflon is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch
Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q 
45, Glocks and TECs are expected when I wreck shit
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques dripping out my butt cheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I dont fuck up my sheets, huh 
My shit is deep, deeper than my grave, G
Im ready to die and nobody can save me
Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a Jheri curl, Im ready to die
Yes, Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Yes, Im ready
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook 
Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks 
A big bad motherfucker on the wrong road
I got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sewed
I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus
Getting paid is all I expected
My mother didnt give me what I want, what the fuck?
Now Ive got a Glock making motherfuckers duck
Shit is real and hungrys how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal 
Kicking niggas down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to niggas getting wet
The infrareds at your head real steady
You better grab your guns cause Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Im ready to die
Yes, Im ready
Nah, we aint gonna kill your ass yet
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
We gon make you suffer
In a sec I throw the TEC to your fucking neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some wreck 
Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin
You better act like CeCe and keep on walkin
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet with stompin 
Im rippin MCs from Tallahassee to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane, niggas say Im strange
Deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain 
Make your shit splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck slit
Down your backbone to where your motherfucking shit drip 
The shit I kick, rippin through the vest
Biggie Smalls passing any test, Im ready to die
Yes, Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Time to go, we gon put you out your misery motherfucker
Niggas definitely know what time it is
Yes, Im ready
The Notorious one in full effect for 93 
Yes, Im ready
Uhh, uhh
Yes, Im ready
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Suicidal, Im ready
Yes, Im ready
Uh
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Uh, uh, uh
Now I lay me down to sleep 
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Cause Im ready to die
Im ready
Im ready
All yall motherfuckers come with me if you want to, haha
Im ready
Im ready
Im ready
Biggie Smalls the biggest man
Im ready
Rocking on and on in 93
Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam
I dont wanna see no crying at my funeral