It Has Been Said (Feat. Diddy, Eminem, And Obie Trice)
The Notorious B.I.G.
it has been It has been
it has been it has been
It has been said
that there has been known to
be bloodshed
Over bread men who have bled
to death dead
Strapped to beds pipe bombs
dynamite lead
Money power respect street
cred yeah
It's scary ain't it
Picture yourself goin out
as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us
painted all over
street corners
Fans meet to mourn us
while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to warn us
We watched so many Biggie
backed off of
Biggie's back and Pacs
landmarks history in rap
Statistically in fact
it's so sad to
see us reenact
these tragic events
which lead us back
To where we left off on
March 9th
To come from such hard
knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em
hit the spotlights
And once they're on us
this is our lives
Thrust out for all eyes to
cast upon us
to see who can last
the longest
And he who lasts the longest
must be the strongest
In this concrete jungle
where this dog eat dog
mentality comes from
It's origin which is usually
originated from
cats who starvin
Or it could just be
somebody's horror that just
horrifies
And applies to his persona
or the sizes
in his entourage that
intimidates the people
To the point that you know
that he's gangster
He ain't just say shit
you just believe it
Since BIB taught us niggaz
to think big
I'm been about my business
since then so anxious
It ain't how we live
it's what he said he did
it for Brooklyn
This I took in sent chills
through my skin Vicious
I'm experiencin the same
sights as him
It's what excited Obie
to write these poems
Rollin goin through the same
shit he spoken
Open up my eyes so there's
no limit in them skies
When Ready to Die was a
sick part of my life
Palmin that forty five
plottin to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye
Jamaican I'd so many times
rewind
Got me to walk a straight
line and get up on my
grind
Get up out the system
who could give him better
signs
No pop of mine could top
Big Poppa rhymes
So possibly I'd be popular
That's the inspiration
I got from my nigga BI
I took him from coal
to diamond I molded his mind
Enter the most phenomenal
artist of any and all time
I made a Frankenstein
my design impressed
Backpackers and press
who said my house was a mess
Critics lashed said I made a
fortune off of his passin
All I did was build
a dynasty off of his passion
And I'm addressin the
adolesencents absent to
who he is
The original king of
New York Christopher
Wallace
This is a promise on Diddy's
honor I'm a father T'Yanna
And teach her that with all
the drama don't even bother
On repeat all of your albums
play back to back
And I visit your grave
cause our friendship's
intact
An immaculate concept
extravagant progress
Bullet wounds left
in my heart I'm yellin
God bless
Regardless to critics yellin
that East West
I seen the game losin
I'm just pressin the reset
And when the ressurection
of you shines through
an individual
Lyrical enough to wear
the same crown of thorns
literally
I'ma pay homage
Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's Queens or
Harlem it'll be instant
stardom nigga
it has been It has been
it has been it has been
It has been said
that there has been known to
be bloodshed
Over bread men who have bled
to death dead
Strapped to beds pipe bombs
dynamite lead
Money power respect street
cred yeah
It's scary ain't it
Picture yourself goin out
as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us
painted all over
street corners
Fans meet to mourn us
while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to warn us
We watched so many Biggie
backed off of
Biggie's back and Pacs
landmarks history in rap
Statistically in fact
it's so sad to
see us reenact
these tragic events
which lead us back
To where we left off on
March 9th
To come from such hard
knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em
hit the spotlights
And once they're on us
this is our lives
Thrust out for all eyes to
cast upon us
to see who can last
the longest
And he who lasts the longest
must be the strongest
In this concrete jungle
where this dog eat dog
mentality comes from
It's origin which is usually
originated from
cats who starvin
Or it could just be
somebody's horror that just
horrifies
And applies to his persona
or the sizes
in his entourage that
intimidates the people
To the point that you know
that he's gangster
He ain't just say shit
you just believe it
Since BIB taught us niggaz
to think big
I'm been about my business
since then so anxious
It ain't how we live
it's what he said he did
it for Brooklyn
This I took in sent chills
through my skin Vicious
I'm experiencin the same
sights as him
It's what excited Obie
to write these poems
Rollin goin through the same
shit he spoken
Open up my eyes so there's
no limit in them skies
When Ready to Die was a
sick part of my life
Palmin that forty five
plottin to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye
Jamaican I'd so many times
rewind
Got me to walk a straight
line and get up on my
grind
Get up out the system
who could give him better
signs
No pop of mine could top
Big Poppa rhymes
So possibly I'd be popular
That's the inspiration
I got from my nigga BI
I took him from coal
to diamond I molded his mind
Enter the most phenomenal
artist of any and all time
I made a Frankenstein
my design impressed
Backpackers and press
who said my house was a mess
Critics lashed said I made a
fortune off of his passin
All I did was build
a dynasty off of his passion
And I'm addressin the
adolesencents absent to
who he is
The original king of
New York Christopher
Wallace
This is a promise on Diddy's
honor I'm a father T'Yanna
And teach her that with all
the drama don't even bother
On repeat all of your albums
play back to back
And I visit your grave
cause our friendship's
intact
An immaculate concept
extravagant progress
Bullet wounds left
in my heart I'm yellin
God bless
Regardless to critics yellin
that East West
I seen the game losin
I'm just pressin the reset
And when the ressurection
of you shines through
an individual
Lyrical enough to wear
the same crown of thorns
literally
I'ma pay homage
Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's Queens or
Harlem it'll be instant
stardom nigga
it has been It has been
it has been it has been
It has been said
that there has been known to
be bloodshed
Over bread men who have bled
to death dead
Strapped to beds pipe bombs
dynamite lead
Money power respect street
cred yeah
It's scary ain't it
Picture yourself goin out
as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us
painted all over
street corners
Fans meet to mourn us
while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to warn us
We watched so many Biggie
backed off of
Biggie's back and Pacs
landmarks history in rap
Statistically in fact
it's so sad to
see us reenact
these tragic events
which lead us back
To where we left off on
March 9th
To come from such hard
knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em
hit the spotlights
And once they're on us
this is our lives
Thrust out for all eyes to
cast upon us
to see who can last
the longest
And he who lasts the longest
must be the strongest
In this concrete jungle
where this dog eat dog
mentality comes from
It's origin which is usually
originated from
cats who starvin
Or it could just be
somebody's horror that just
horrifies
And applies to his persona
or the sizes
in his entourage that
intimidates the people
To the point that you know
that he's gangster
He ain't just say shit
you just believe it
Since BIB taught us niggaz
to think big
I'm been about my business
since then so anxious
It ain't how we live
it's what he said he did
it for Brooklyn
This I took in sent chills
through my skin Vicious
I'm experiencin the same
sights as him
It's what excited Obie
to write these poems
Rollin goin through the same
shit he spoken
Open up my eyes so there's
no limit in them skies
When Ready to Die was a
sick part of my life
Palmin that forty five
plottin to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye
Jamaican I'd so many times
rewind
Got me to walk a straight
line and get up on my
grind
Get up out the system
who could give him better
signs
No pop of mine could top
Big Poppa rhymes
So possibly I'd be popular
That's the inspiration
I got from my nigga BI
I took him from coal
to diamond I molded his mind
Enter the most phenomenal
artist of any and all time
I made a Frankenstein
my design impressed
Backpackers and press
who said my house was a mess
Critics lashed said I made a
fortune off of his passin
All I did was build
a dynasty off of his passion
And I'm addressin the
adolesencents absent to
who he is
The original king of
New York Christopher
Wallace
This is a promise on Diddy's
honor I'm a father T'Yanna
And teach her that with all
the drama don't even bother
On repeat all of your albums
play back to back
And I visit your grave
cause our friendship's
intact
An immaculate concept
extravagant progress
Bullet wounds left
in my heart I'm yellin
God bless
Regardless to critics yellin
that East West
I seen the game losin
I'm just pressin the reset
And when the ressurection
of you shines through
an individual
Lyrical enough to wear
the same crown of thorns
literally
I'ma pay homage
Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's Queens or
Harlem it'll be instant
stardom nigga