Notorious B.I.G. - Respect Lyrics
Verse 1~~~~~~~Nineteen-seventy somethin, nigga I dont sweat the dateMy moms is late so I had to plan my escapeOut the skins, in this world of fly girlsTanqueray and hennessy until I cold hurlTen months in this gut, what the *****I wish momsd hurry up so I could get buckWild, juvenile rippin mics and shitNew york new york, ready for the likes of this, uhThen came the worst date, may 21st2:19, thats when my momma water burstNo spouse in the house so she rode for selfTo the hospital, to see if she could get a little helpUmbilical cords wrapped around my neckIm seein my death and I aint even took my first stepI made it out, Im bringin mad joyThe doctor looked and said, hes gonna be a bad boyVerse 2~~~~~~~Now Im thirteen, smokin blunts, makin creamOn the drug scene, ***** a football teamRiskin ruptured spleens by the age of sixteenHearin the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I meanI wanna blow up, stack my dough upSo school I didnt show up, it *****ed my flow upMom said that I should grow up and check myselfBefore I wreck myself, disrespect myselfPut the drugs on the shelf? nah, couldnt see itScarface, king of new york, I wanna be itRap was secondary, money was necessaryUntil I got incarcerated--kinda scaryC74-mark 8 set me straightNot able to move behind the great steel gateTime to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?All the money I stacked was all the money for bailVerse 3~~~~~~~Ninety-four, now I explore new horizonsMama smile when she see me, thats surprisinHoneys is tantalizin, they freak all nightPeep duckin cops on the creep all nightAs I open my eyes and realizin I changedNot the same deranged child stuck up in the gameAnd to my niggas livin street lifeLearn to treat life to the best, put stress to restStill tote your vest man, niggas be trippinIn the streets without a gat? nah, nigga youre slippinIf Im pimpin on the f with weed on my breathOriginal hustler with the muffler on the tecRespect to the macs and the acsTo the freaks in the jeeps, lick shots to my peeps
