My Downfall
The Notorious B.I.G. & Method Man Lyrics

Uhh, I dream filthy
I have dirty dreams

My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
My parents gave birth to me and mixed Jamaican Rum and Whiskey into my being

Huh, what a set up
What a trick life has played on me

Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat off
I should have killed my parents and wiped them away like sweat

'Cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
I am already dead in this world, so I'll just fire some bullets

Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
I drove away, there's no time or trust for handshakes in Brooklyn

Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies
Wearing army fatigues, break up opposing teams (enemies)

Look man, you want to see me locked up, shot up
You want to see me imprisoned or dead

Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin Bastard!
My mother is hunched over my casket, screaming at me

Cryin, know my friends is lyin'
Crying, I know my friends are lying

Y'all know who killed 'em, filled 'em with the Lugers from they Rugers
You all know who killed my friends, they shot them with Lugers from their Rugers

Or they Desert, dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Sometimes dying is not that bad, especially if done with a Desert Eagle (gun)

Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot
It's almost peaceful, watching my friends cause chaos

Giving cats the opposite of diets
Feeding people unhealthy foods

You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
When you die, your eyes get droopy and you gain weight

I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me
I was under the influence when I got shot, and some people were shot with me

Shit, I need the company
I want to be with others, even in death

Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter
I'm sorry to my daughter, T'Yanna

If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like Daddy dearest, my vision be the clearest
If I had the choice, you would be with me, like the movie 'Mommie Dearest,' my vision is clear

Silencers so you can't hear it
Using silencers on guns so that the shots are quieter

Competition still fear it, shit don't ask me
Other rappers are still afraid of me, don't ask me why

I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still
I've gone from being broke and dirty to being clean and classy, but still

That's not all, MC's have the gall To pray and pray for my downfall Pray and pray for my downfall Pray and pray for my downfall
Other rappers have the nerve to wish for my failure

This goes out to cats, fingers in they ass again Fifty dollar half-a-men, day dreamin' Fuck around get wet like semen, your whole team-and Be more gone than freemen
This is for those guys who stick fingers in their butts, those who are cheap, losers who daydream, if you mess around, you'll get wet (with blood) like semen, and your entire team will disappear

I took the cream and, moved to new places new faces Fuck the screw faces
I took the money and left to new places to meet new people, and I don't care about fake smiles

When I flip I make the papers, dangerous, we Goodfellas Niggaz can't bang with us, try to do me My crew be unruly (What)
When I change things up, I make the newspapers, we are dangerous like the movie Goodfellas, people can't mess with us, and if they try to they'll face consequences

To old school cats that call gats toolies Call blacks moolies, think it's cool to smoke woolies And fuck without rubbers (what) specialize In killin' wives and grandmothers, who ya trustin', shit
To those old school guys who call guns 'toolies,' call black people 'moolies,' think it's cool to smoke blunts (woolies) without protection and specialize in killing women, who can you trust?

When Frank start bustin' Frank start somethin' Killin ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley Me and Sean Combs takin' broads home On the phone with the chip, these Cristal chips Bought to make our own porno flicks, my life's the shit
When I start shooting, I start something, killing people gently. I was meant by God to drive a Bentley. Me and Sean Combs (P. Diddy) are taking women home, talking on the phone through luxury phones, drinking Cristal champagne, and planning to produce our own porn films. My life is great.

We used to hold the gold, now we floss with diamonds Niggaz want my team to stop shinin' Pray my fame start declinin'
We used to have money, now we have expensive jewelry. People want us to stop being successful and they're even praying for it.

Windin' like girlies We been around the world twice, all we got is mo' ice In moonlights, sacrifice your heart Lexus with the automatic start (What) Fifty shots'll tear your club apart Eatin' shrimp A La Carte, with some bitches from Brussels Eatin' clams and mussels Octopus, pretty face no waist I just want the bush, so I can mack you Give her a package to push, 'cause I work dem hoes Pendejos, I show you how to play them hoes Can you just visualize it
Living extravagantly, we have traveled around the world twice and only have more jewelry to show for it. Under moonlight, sacrifice your heart. I have a luxurious car with automatic start, and 50 shots will tear apart your club. Eating fancy seafood with girls from Brussels. Enjoying delicious food with attractive women. I just want the pubic hair so I can have sex with you. I'll give her a bundle of money to persuade her to do so because I work women. I'll show you how to manipulate women. Can you just imagine?

Before I go to sleep I check the beds and the closet So I can sleep safe, not too many keep a mill' in the briefcase
Before I go to sleep, I check the beds and the closet so that I can feel safe. Not many people keep millions of dollars in their briefcases like I do.