Unbelievable
作词 : Notorious B.I.G./R. Kelly/Martin/Kelly/C. Wallace/C. MARTIN
作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./R. Kelly/Martin/Kelly/C. Wallace/C. MARTIN
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one
Representin BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin
Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom ******
It aint nuttin, they know Big be handlin
With the mac in the Ac door paneling
Bandaging MCs, oxygen they cant breathe
Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my **** can breathe
And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches
Get smoked like dutches from the master
Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame, and them ****** polka dots
Who rock the spot? Biggie!
You know how the **** yo, unbelievable
B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.
Get it Biggie
Also known as the bon appetit
Rappers cant sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin
Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin
Dumb rappers need teachin
Lesson A dont **** with B-I, thats that, oh I, thought he was wack
Oh come come now, why yall so dumb now
Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways
To summer sautee, Im the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggies hallway
My forte causes caucausians to say
He sounds demented, car-**** scented
If I said it, I meant it
Bite my tongue for no-one
Call me evil, or unbelievable
Buck roof of shots Lexus out the Coupessun
Leave no witnesses, what you think this is
Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear
MCs fear me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, Im the triple beam dream
One thousand grams of uncut to the gut
It seems ****** up, the way I touched up the grill
Tryin to play gorilla, when you aint no killer
The gats by your liver, your upper lip quiver
Get ready to die, tell God I said hi
And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC
****** know the steelo, unbelievable
UnbelievableLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Notorious B.I.G./R. Kelly/Martin/Kelly/C. Wallace/C. MARTIN
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./R. Kelly/Martin/Kelly/C. Wallace/C. MARTIN
[00:02.11]Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:07.11]Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:10.11]Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:18.11]Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:20.11]Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one
[00:24.37]Representin BK to the fullest
[00:26.55]Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin
[00:29.92]Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom ******
[00:32.04]It aint nuttin, they know Big be handlin
[00:34.10]With the mac in the Ac door paneling
[00:36.22]
[00:36.80]Bandaging MCs, oxygen they cant breathe
[00:39.61]Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my **** can breathe
[00:42.91]
[00:47.17]And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches
[00:50.54]Get smoked like dutches from the master
[00:52.85]Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
[00:56.22]Your life is played out like Kwame, and them ****** polka dots
[00:59.09]Who rock the spot? Biggie!
[01:00.65]You know how the **** yo, unbelievable
[01:03.89]B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.
[01:07.39]
[01:27.94]Get it Biggie
[01:29.43]Also known as the bon appetit
[01:31.68]Rappers cant sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin
[01:34.61]Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin
[01:36.80]Dumb rappers need teachin
[01:39.29]Lesson A dont **** with B-I, thats that, oh I, thought he was wack
[01:43.91]Oh come come now, why yall so dumb now
[01:46.28]Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways
[01:49.84]To summer sautee, Im the winner all day
[01:52.77]Lights get dimmer down Biggies hallway
[01:54.77]My forte causes caucausians to say
[01:58.07]He sounds demented, car-**** scented
[01:59.94]If I said it, I meant it
[02:02.44]Bite my tongue for no-one
[02:03.87]Call me evil, or unbelievable
[02:06.43]
[02:09.66]Buck roof of shots Lexus out the Coupessun
[02:29.93]Leave no witnesses, what you think this is
[02:32.11]Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear
[02:34.80]MCs fear me, they too near not to hear me
[02:37.92]Clearly, Im the triple beam dream
[02:40.16]One thousand grams of uncut to the gut
[02:42.74]It seems ****** up, the way I touched up the grill
[02:45.55]Tryin to play gorilla, when you aint no killer
[02:47.79]The gats by your liver, your upper lip quiver
[02:50.54]Get ready to die, tell God I said hi
[02:53.10]And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC
[02:55.78]****** know the steelo, unbelievable
