The Notorious B.I.G. - Ready to Die lyrics

Yeah, yeah, you ready motherfucker?
We gonna kill your ass, kill your ass
I'm 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
Don't fuck up my sheets, huh


My shit is deep, deeper than my grave, G
I'm 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
I'm ready to die!

Yes, I'm ready yes, I'm ready
Yes, I'm 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 sold
I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus
Getting paid is all I expected
My mother didn't give me what I want
What the fuck? Now I've got a Glock
Making motherfuckers duck
Shit is real and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that
Money got that whip appeal
Kickin' niggas down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to niggas getting wet
The infrared's at your head real steady
You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready

Yes, I'm ready yes, I'm ready
I'm ready to die yes, I'm ready
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Nah we ain't gonna kill your ass yet
We gonna make you suffer

In a sec
I throw the TEC to your fucking neck
Everybody hit the deck
Biggie 'bout to get some rec
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'
I'm rippin' MCs from Tallahassee to Compton
Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
Niggas say I'm 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, ripping through the vest
Biggie Smalls passing any test
I'm ready to die!

Yes, I'm ready yes, I'm ready
I'm ready yes, I'm ready
Time to go
We gon put you out your misery motherfucker
Niggas definitely know what time it is
(Yes, I'm ready)
The Notorious one in full effect for '93
(Yes, I'm ready) uhh, uhh Yes, I'm ready
Suicidal, I'm ready!
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Yes, I'm ready
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die
Now I lay me down to sleep (yeah)
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
'Cause I'm ready to die
(I'm ready, I'm ready)
All y'all motherfuckers come with me
If you want to
(I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready)
Biggie Smalls the biggest man (I'm Ready)
Rocking on and on in '93, Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam
I don't wanna see no crying at my funeral