Long Kiss Goodnight
The Notorious B.I.G. & Method Man Lyrics

I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
I rap so well that your mouth will drop and become obese like Della Reese

When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease
When I rap, you'll be so surprised that you'll be struck by my words and lose teeth like Little Cease

Nigga please
I don't have time for your nonsense

Blood floods your dungarees
You're going to be scared and shocked when I come at you and your pants will be covered in blood

And that's just a half of my warpath
That's only the beginning of my rampage

Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
You might laugh at my raps now, but later you'll cry because I'm a better rapper than you

Than the average playa hater, and spectators
I'm better than everyone else, even the haters and onlookers

Buy my CD twice
People love my music so much they'll buy two copies of my CDs

They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice
People see me on the street and think I'm a talented rapper

But that's on the low doe'
But they don't want to admit it publicly

Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show
People who don't have money try to scam me at my concerts

I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes
I don't mess around when it comes to people trying to take advantage of me, I'll pull out guns and search their clothes

Short-change niggas
People who try to shortchange me will regret it

Snort-cane niggas
People who do cocaine will also regret it if they try to mess with me

Extortion came quicker
I'll retaliate quickly and harshly if someone tries to extort me

Bought the Range' nigga
I have a lot of money and am able to buy luxury cars

Ya still tickle me
People who try to mess with me and my success still make me laugh

I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me
I used to be unstoppable, until Little Cease brought me down

Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be
Now I play hard, like I have to work for everything in my life, just like playing with hard nipples

The games sour like like a pickle be
The game is bad and corrupt, like a sour pickle

Ya'll know da rules
You should already know the rules by now

Move from BK ta New Jerus
I moved from Brooklyn to New Jersey to start over

Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew
Reflecting on all the places we've been and things we've done

Bitches, we ran through
We've been with a lot of women

Now da years new
It's a new year now

I lay my game flat
I'm straightforward with my intentions now

I want my spot back, take two
I've lost my place in the game and I want another chance

Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious
People are angry and jealous because of my success

Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous
Too many people are trying to leech off my success, it's stressful

When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
When I and my crew start shooting, we do it with such intensity and energy

Slugs missed ya
We may have missed our target

I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya)
We don't hold grudges and we're not upset about it

Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing
We're used to violence and injuries, it's nothing new

Catch cases, come out frontin'
We may get arrested, but we'll still act tough and confrontational

Smokin' something
We like to smoke weed

Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
We're drinking White Russians and listening to music in a fancy Benz

I laced it wit the basic
I made the Benz cooler and better with some basic upgrades

6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it
The Benz had 6 TVs and a great sound system, playing Mase's music

We hard ta hit
We're hard to find and take down

Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up
Protect your belongings or we'll rob you for your drugs and money

Wipe the pee up
We're taking over and you can't do anything about it

Lick shots, woke his seed up
We're shooting and waking up people and their families

Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
We're smoking weed and getting rid of our cigarettes in the ashtray

Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine
Frank White, aka The Notorious B.I.G. is scary and dangerous, and Chron Chron is his drug supplier

I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin
I have the money and you're envious and jealous

Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer
I got a new Hummer in the beginning of my career

Then, drugs and MAC-10s
Then, I started getting into drugs and buying guns

Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you
Fake friends will pretend to like you and hug you, but really they just want something from you and hate you

Be broke, girls won't date you
If you're broke, women won't want to date or be with you

That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue
I understand why people would resort to violence and choke someone out until their face turns blue

Make you, open the safe too
I'll make you open your safe and give me your money

No matter how you call it (How you call it)
No matter how you say it

This brolic, alcoholic
I'm strong and intimidating, and I like to drink

Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
My weed is potent and my drugs are high quality

Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine
I sell drugs to kids who are naive and gullible, like they're taking it to heart on Valentine's Day

Drink Ballantine, all the time
I drink Ballantine beer all the time

Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline
If someone messes with us, they'll get shot and killed

Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times
We heard that you've been embarrassed and defeated multiple times

Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though
You got in trouble with the law and it really messed you up

Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no
We'll sell drugs and use guns slowly and without regret