Yeah, yeah
You ready mother***ker?
We gon' kill your ***
I'm ready

As I grab the glock, put it to your hea**iece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, doin' 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 ***** and make her drive the Q-45

Glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck ****
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques drippin' out my butt cheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't ***k up my sheets
My **** is deep, deeper than my grave G
I'm ready to die and nobody can save me
***k the world, ***k my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die

Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die
Die mother***kers
Die mother***kers
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 mother***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 ***k?
Now I got a glock, makin' mother***kers duck

**** is real and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kickin' *****z down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to *****z gettin' wet
The infrared's at your head real steady
You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready, ready

Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die
Nah, we ain't gon' kill your *** yet
We gonna make you suffer

In a sec I throw the tec to your ***kin' neck
Everybody hit the deck, Biggie 'bout to get some wreck
Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin'
You better act like Ce Ce and keep on walkin'
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung on like you slumber right you fell to the concrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin'
I'm rippin' MC's from Tallah***ee to Compton

Biggie Smalls on a higher plane
*****z say I'm strange, deranged
Because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your **** splatter, mix the blood like batter
Then my pocket gets fatter after the hit
Leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone to where your mother***kin' cheek drip
The **** I kick, rip it through the vest
Biggie Smalls p***in' any test, I'm ready to die!

Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die
Yes, I'm ready to die

Time to go, we gonna
Put you out your misery mother***ker
*****z definitely know what time it is
The Notorious one in full effect for ninety-three
Suicidal, I'm ready

Yes, I'm ready to die
Die mother***kers
Die mother***kers
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 mother***kers
Come with me if you want to

I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready

Biggie Smalls the biggest man
Rockin' on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy Fam
I don't wanna see no cryin' at my funeral