The Notorious B.I.G. — White Chalk II

[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.] Here's the situation Larce got shot now he facin' Heaven or Hell but he livin' to tell Who fuckin' did it I got my crimie down with it Just as 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 worst I'll kill his sister I know he'll miss her They dissed the 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, the 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 ya would, won't ya?" But you can't cause my brother can't breathe Watchin' him bleed in the hospital, I had to leave All I wanna do is kill your crew Your grandmoms might get wet on the church house steps The beef is set Whatever Show you the meaning of pressure Killing faggot niggas like y'all for pleasure You can't measure The pain that's inside Homicide You can run but you can't hide When the Benz with the tints in front of your residence Everybody on the stoop gettin' bent White Chalk- [Verse 2: Craig G] The nigga Blake told me To be calm & breath slowly Ya know me, I flip Niggas was tryna hold me Called the hospital lobby The doctor said he pro'ly Die, G Arms taped-up with IVs Heard he got blast an that shit surprised me Larceny on his back - that's some shit I can't see But I can see me puttin' you on TV You and your crew Channel 22 News, walkin' with some man's suit With a [?] In the bottom of the ocean, who the fuck you gon' tell? Who tha fuck you gon' see that can outclass me? Outlast me, stamina's nasty Call Rayshawn's viper, Blake can call me a snake How ya gonna act when you hear these .9's break? Car doors close, trench coats open Tommy gun's start smokin' Leave you on a cold street chokin' On your own blood Fuck the jokin' I ain't kiddin' Mac spittin' Niggas gettin' hit back flippin' Wounded tryna flee, breakin' off full speed Jumpin' over gates screamin' 'Fess it wasn't me I see The fear as I stare through the Cardier lenses You ten yards ahead jumpin' fences Breathin' mad hard beggin' God for forgiveness But he ain't hearin' you So I'ma end this Fatality Finished Death is callin' Who can hit you five times while you was callin' White chalk started-