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 anoint 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
Niggas in my faction dont like askin questions
Strictly gun-testin, coke-measurin
Givin pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hittin fanny, spendin chips at Mannys
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig-piece, nigga deceased
Muah, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Lear; yes, my dear
Shits official, only the Feds I fear
Heres a tissue, stop your bloodclaat cryin
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lyin
So dont you get suspicious
Im Big Dangerous, youre just a Lil Vicious
As I leave my competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success escalator style
Hold yall breath, I told yall
Death controls yall, Big dont fold yall, uhh
I spit phrases thatll thrill you
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody, til somebody, kills you
Uhh, uhh
Watch Casino, Im 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, nothin 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 
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
Theyll take me shoppin, buy me lavender and fuschia Gators
Introduce 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
Reminisce on dead friends too
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody, til somebody, kills you
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody, til somebody, kills you
Uhh, uhh
You can be the shit, flash the fattest five 
Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit
You aint worth spit, just a memory
Remember he used to push the champagne Range 
Silly cat, wore suede in the rain
Swear he put the G in game, had the Gucci frame
Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane
I cant recall 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, dukes a lame, whats his name?
Dark-skin Jermaine, see what I mean?
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody, til somebody, kills you
Youre nobody til somebody kills you
Youre nobody, til somebody, kills you