When I die..
Thats what I was...I wasnt killing myself shit
Fuck,if I was gay,I wouldnt have to worry about nothin
I could just lay up,and be in heaven when I die
When I die,fuck it,I wanna go to hell
Cause Im a piece of shit,it aint hard to fucking tell
It dont make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies
Dressed in white,I like black Timbs and black hoodies
Godll prolly have me on some real strict shit
No sleeping all day,no getting my dick licked
 Hanging with the goodie goodies
Loungin in paradise,fuck that shit
I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life Ive been considered as the worst
Lyin to my mother,even stealing out her purse
Crime after crime,from drugs to extortion
I bet my mother wish he got a fuckin abortion
She dont even love me like she did when I was younger
Sucking on her chest,just to stop my fuckin hunger
I wonder if I die,would tears come to her eyes
Forgive me for my disrespect
 Forgive me for my lies
I wasnt even like
How am I feeling right now?I feel like killing myself
....It wasnt like that,I was just thinking like
Damn,stressed up in the same fucking room
My baby mothers 8 months,my little sisters 2
Whos to blame for both of em
I swear to God I wanna just slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head threaten to pull shit
And squeeze..until the beds,completely red
Im glad Im dead,a worthless fucking Buddha head
The stress is building up,I cant
I cant believe suicides on my fucking mind,I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin calling me
Nah,you wouldnt understand..
You see its kinda like what crack did to Pookie
In New Jack,except when I cross over,
There aint no coming back
Should I die on the train tracks,like Ramo in Beat Street
People at the funeral fronting like they miss me
My baby momma kissed me but she glad Im gone
She knew me and her sister had something going on
I reached my peak,I cant speak
Call my nigga Chic,tell him that my will is weak
Im sick of niggas lying,Im sick of bitches hawkin
Matter fact,Im sick of talking
Yo whattup man,did you hear that new toot
Shit,nigga was talking bout how I fucked yo bitch,you know all that Shit and he was dissin and shit
I was like Yo,what?then I look in the back seat
This is true talk,cant make this shit up
This mofucka look in the back seat and was like
Oh shit,B.I.G!Lemme get a autograph
Yo,nigga
Yeah
Uh
I like my fleak,and tell me like
I got on...
Earlier this day in Los Angeles,Wallace,
Also known as Biggie Smalls was shot from a
Passing vehicle
He had been named Rap Artist of The Year at the
Billboard Awards 1995