The Notorious B.I.G., Craig G - White Chalk, Pt. 2 (Reference Track) lyrics
The Notorious B.I.G. [Christopher George Latore Wallace] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Notorious B.I.G., Craig G - White Chalk, Pt. 2 Reference Track lyrics]
Here's the situation: Larce got shot
Now he facin' heaven or hell
But he living to tell who fucking did it
I got my crimey down wit' it
Just a grimy as me, slimy as me, check it
I got a long list of names and addresses
Even know the store where his
Momma buy her dresses
She gon' be the first one to
Ride in a Hearse son
Worse come to worse I'll kill his sister
I'll know he'll miss her
They just a family, other half of me
Them niggas scared of me
I hope they prepared to be shot at
Hit up with baseball bats
Thrown in the back of the Ac'
With a trunk full of rats
Drive to Brooklyn and back
Take him to the pier (Where?)
Way up in the back where the bums sleep at
Look him in the eye, "You wanna die
Don't ya?" "If you could change everything
You did, you would, won't ya?"
But you can't
'cause my brother can't breathe
Watching him bleed in the hospital
I had to leave
All I wanna do is kill your crew
Your grand moms might get wet
On the church-house steps
The beef is set, whatever
Show you the meaning of pressure
Killing faggot niggas like ya'll for pleasure
(uh) you can't measure
The pain that's inside - homicide
You can run but you can't hide
When the Benz with the tint's
In front of your residence
Everybody on the stoop getting bent
White Chalk
This nigga Blake told me to
Be calm and breathe slowly
You know me, I flip, niggas was tryna hold me
Called the hospital lobby
The doctor said he'll probably
Die, G, arms taped up with IVs
Heard he got blast and the shit surprised me
Larceny on his back
That some shit I can't see
But I can see me putting putting you on TV
Yyou and your crew, Channel 22 news
Walkin' with cement shoes
Stepping on seashells
In the bottom of the ocean
Who the fuck you gon' tell?
Who the fuck you gon' see
That can outlast me?
Outlast me, stamina's nasty
Call erase on Trife, well Blake call me Snake
How you gonna act when you
Hear these 9s break?
Car doors closing, trench coats open
Tommy gun start smoking
Leave you on a cold street, chokin'
On your own blood, fuck the joking
I ain't kidding
MAC spitting, niggas gettin' hit
Backflippin' wounded
Tryna plea, breaking off full speed
Jumping over gates, screaming, "Vec
It wasn't me" i see the fear as I
Stare through these Cartier lenses
You 10 yards ahead jumping fences
Breathing mad hard
Begging God for forgiveness
But he ain't hearing you, so
I'ma end this, fatality, finished
Death is calling
Ruger hit you 5 times while you was falling
White chalk started drawing
Now he facin' heaven or hell
But he living to tell who fucking did it
I got my crimey down wit' it
Just a grimy as me, slimy as me, check it
I got a long list of names and addresses
Even know the store where his
Momma buy her dresses
She gon' be the first one to
Ride in a Hearse son
Worse come to worse I'll kill his sister
I'll know he'll miss her
They just a family, other half of me
Them niggas scared of me
I hope they prepared to be shot at
Hit up with baseball bats
Thrown in the back of the Ac'
With a trunk full of rats
Drive to Brooklyn and back
Take him to the pier (Where?)
Way up in the back where the bums sleep at
Look him in the eye, "You wanna die
Don't ya?" "If you could change everything
You did, you would, won't ya?"
But you can't
'cause my brother can't breathe
Watching him bleed in the hospital
I had to leave
All I wanna do is kill your crew
Your grand moms might get wet
On the church-house steps
The beef is set, whatever
Show you the meaning of pressure
Killing faggot niggas like ya'll for pleasure
(uh) you can't measure
The pain that's inside - homicide
You can run but you can't hide
When the Benz with the tint's
In front of your residence
Everybody on the stoop getting bent
White Chalk
This nigga Blake told me to
Be calm and breathe slowly
You know me, I flip, niggas was tryna hold me
Called the hospital lobby
The doctor said he'll probably
Die, G, arms taped up with IVs
Heard he got blast and the shit surprised me
Larceny on his back
That some shit I can't see
But I can see me putting putting you on TV
Yyou and your crew, Channel 22 news
Walkin' with cement shoes
Stepping on seashells
In the bottom of the ocean
Who the fuck you gon' tell?
Who the fuck you gon' see
That can outlast me?
Outlast me, stamina's nasty
Call erase on Trife, well Blake call me Snake
How you gonna act when you
Hear these 9s break?
Car doors closing, trench coats open
Tommy gun start smoking
Leave you on a cold street, chokin'
On your own blood, fuck the joking
I ain't kidding
MAC spitting, niggas gettin' hit
Backflippin' wounded
Tryna plea, breaking off full speed
Jumping over gates, screaming, "Vec
It wasn't me" i see the fear as I
Stare through these Cartier lenses
You 10 yards ahead jumping fences
Breathing mad hard
Begging God for forgiveness
But he ain't hearing you, so
I'ma end this, fatality, finished
Death is calling
Ruger hit you 5 times while you was falling
White chalk started drawing