Ready to Die (2006 Remaster)

Yeah

Yeah

You ready motherf**ker?

We gonna kill your a**

As I grab the glock, put it to your headpiece

One in the chamber, the safety is off release

Straight at your dome homes,

I wanna see cabbage

Biggie Smalls the savage,

Doing your brain cells much damage

Teflon is the material for the imperial

Mic gripper girl stripper the Henny sipper

I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch

Quick to grab the right b**ch and make her drive

The Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected

When I wreck sh*t

Respect is collected, so check it

I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks

Sleep on my stomach so

I don't f**k up my sheets, huh

My sh*t is deep, deeper than my grave G

I'm ready to die and nobody can save me

F**k the world, f**k my moms and my girl

My life is played out like a jheri curl,

I'm ready to die

As I sit back and look

When I used to be a crook

Doin whatever it took from snatchin

Chains to pocketbooks

A big BAD motherf**ker on the wrong road

I got some drugs tried to get the avenue sold

I want it all from the Rolexes

To the Lexus gettin paid, is all I expected

My mother didn't give me

What I want, what the f**k?

Now I got a glock, makin motherf**kers duck

Sh*t is real, and hungry's how I feel

I rob and steal because

That money got that whip appeal

Kicking niggaz down the steps just for rep

Any repercussion lead to niggaz gettin wet

The infrared's at your head real steady

You better grab your guns cause

I'm ready, ready

Nah we ain't gon' kill your a** yet

We gonna make you suffer

In a sec I throw the tec to your f**king neck

Everybody hit the deck,

Biggie bout to get some wreck

Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talking

You better act like CeCe, and keep on walking

When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat

You swung a left you swung a right you

Feel to the concrete

Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin

I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton

Biggie Smalls on a higher plane

Niggaz say I'm strange deranged

Because I put the 12 gauge to your brain

Make your sh*t 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 motherf**kin cheek drip

The sh*t I kick, ripping through the vest

Biggie Smalls passin any test, I'm ready to die!

Time to go, we gonna put you out

Your misery motherf**ker

Niggaz definitely know what time it is

The Notorious one in full effect

For ninety-three!

Suicidal, I'm ready!

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

Ready To Die - The Notorious B.I.G