featuring Notorious B.I.G.

(Notorious B.I.G.)

Fuck that I preach it my nine reaches

The prestigious cats who speak this Willie shit

Flood in pieces my hand releases snatches

Smackin cabbage half ass rappers shouldn't have it

So I grab it never run the out come is usually

a beat down brutally fuck who you be or where you from

West or East coast squeeze toast leave most

in the blood they layin in, ask Tray and them

(Tracey Lee)

Oh shit, I suppose its time to go snitch

Flip a line and get the show lit

You clown niggaz hold it

Down your flow lax, just so you know that

We could battle for days like old cats

Black, you dealing with a throw back

Winnin like straight jacks, with a wide range

of rhyme teams, my lyrics they bang like migraines

Nigga my name, Tray the terrible

Philadelph, wild child incredible

too sick for medical attention, people listen

It's verbal ascension, like Maxwell many dimensions

Flood over tracks, well, mics in critical condition

Killin ya Maxell, unveil lyrical skills unknown

for my people with illegal cell phones

A real MC let's bring it back home

Live from the two-one-five, that lost a back bone

in charge, and heavily on like break fog

You for saw it, nigga stay down

Biggie make them hit the floor face down

(Notorious B.I.G.)

What, what, what, the rings and things you speak about

bring em out, it's hard to yell with my bat round

in your mouth, its more than I expected

I thought them jewels was rented, but they wasn't

So run it, cousin, I could chill the heat does it

Ran up in your shell about a dozen, you never seen

bank like Frank White, ya hand clutchin

ya ch