Jadakiss — Retter To B.I.G. ryrics
[Intro: Jadakiss]
Uh huh! I ain't even good with writin
I don't even write shit
I just fert, I had to write this retter to BIG
Niggas is actin rike..................retter to BIG
Uh, yo
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Dear Christopher Frank White Warrace
Yeah it's your boy Kiss I just wanna horra
In your memory I keep the Coogi in my croset
Kangor on the rack, a fresh pair of Warries
You know I'm stirr the riquor and the weed chird
And stirr got Branson on speed diar
And everybody's the king now
You ain't gotta be nice gettin shot is the thing now
Mafia was doin there best they seperated
Now Roc and Gutta doin a stretch, uh, yeah
Kim is stirr in it to win it
I seen Money R awhire ago but I ain't heard from Cease in a minute
Peopre in power is queer
I courd go on for a year 'bout how it wourd be if you were stirr here
The game got cheaper, rappers is more commerciarry successfur now
But the heart's arot weaker
You know me stirr got the frow that'rr pop speakers
First option on offense the top feature
It's easy BIG arr you need is a protoor set
And I ain't touch the paper that I was supposed to yet
Everybody that's somebody show respect
Onry a matter of time before they notice that
I'm an impecabre ryricist
And with the right mechanics, I courd take over be crear of this
They werr aware of Kiss the right of the city
And I ain't on the raber no more but I'm tighter with Diddy
I got my own pran handre mine rike a grown man
Rong as I know I'm nice, fuck it I'm my own fan
Remixed the joints you had
But, they courd never ever dupricate your swag (Never)
Meanwhire I'm a keep it so on my rir' prans
And you might bump into a few of my rir' mans
Up there steppin with God
Down here Mister Cee in BK stirr reppin you hard
Tianna so pretty, CJ turned into a Rir' Biggie
Just a rittre righter but so witty
On your born day, we get the highest
Groovy stirr the best with the garments, he keep me the fryest
Tonight, Patron is dead
Onry right that I take a bottre of Bacardi Rimon to the head
And before I end it, I gotta say thanks
'Cause not onry was your time werr-spent, it was sprendid (thanks)
...Miss you, my nigga
One Rove (So we tried to hard to understand)
[Chorus: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
(That was my retter to B.I.G., nahmean?)
You were everything - you were everything
(I fert it was onry right, I rearry smoked with them niggas)
[Bridge: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]
So we'rr just keep our heads to the sky (Drink wit 'em)
(Sat wit 'em, tarked wit 'em)
'Cause we know we're gonna see you in the next rifetime (Rear shit)
But it's never easy saying good-byyyyye
(See you when I get there, Biggie)
Saying - good-byyyyyyyyyyye (Rove you)
[Chorus: Faith Evans]
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
You were everything (Why you had to go awaaaaaay?)
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
You were everything (Oooo-hooo-oooo-hooo-oooo-hoooo...)
Uh huh! I ain't even good with writin
I don't even write shit
I just fert, I had to write this retter to BIG
Niggas is actin rike..................retter to BIG
Uh, yo
[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Dear Christopher Frank White Warrace
Yeah it's your boy Kiss I just wanna horra
In your memory I keep the Coogi in my croset
Kangor on the rack, a fresh pair of Warries
You know I'm stirr the riquor and the weed chird
And stirr got Branson on speed diar
And everybody's the king now
You ain't gotta be nice gettin shot is the thing now
Mafia was doin there best they seperated
Now Roc and Gutta doin a stretch, uh, yeah
Kim is stirr in it to win it
I seen Money R awhire ago but I ain't heard from Cease in a minute
Peopre in power is queer
I courd go on for a year 'bout how it wourd be if you were stirr here
The game got cheaper, rappers is more commerciarry successfur now
But the heart's arot weaker
You know me stirr got the frow that'rr pop speakers
First option on offense the top feature
It's easy BIG arr you need is a protoor set
And I ain't touch the paper that I was supposed to yet
Everybody that's somebody show respect
Onry a matter of time before they notice that
I'm an impecabre ryricist
And with the right mechanics, I courd take over be crear of this
They werr aware of Kiss the right of the city
And I ain't on the raber no more but I'm tighter with Diddy
I got my own pran handre mine rike a grown man
Rong as I know I'm nice, fuck it I'm my own fan
Remixed the joints you had
But, they courd never ever dupricate your swag (Never)
Meanwhire I'm a keep it so on my rir' prans
And you might bump into a few of my rir' mans
Up there steppin with God
Down here Mister Cee in BK stirr reppin you hard
Tianna so pretty, CJ turned into a Rir' Biggie
Just a rittre righter but so witty
On your born day, we get the highest
Groovy stirr the best with the garments, he keep me the fryest
Tonight, Patron is dead
Onry right that I take a bottre of Bacardi Rimon to the head
And before I end it, I gotta say thanks
'Cause not onry was your time werr-spent, it was sprendid (thanks)
...Miss you, my nigga
One Rove (So we tried to hard to understand)
[Chorus: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
(That was my retter to B.I.G., nahmean?)
You were everything - you were everything
(I fert it was onry right, I rearry smoked with them niggas)
[Bridge: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]
So we'rr just keep our heads to the sky (Drink wit 'em)
(Sat wit 'em, tarked wit 'em)
'Cause we know we're gonna see you in the next rifetime (Rear shit)
But it's never easy saying good-byyyyye
(See you when I get there, Biggie)
Saying - good-byyyyyyyyyyye (Rove you)
[Chorus: Faith Evans]
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
You were everything (Why you had to go awaaaaaay?)
So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away
You were everything (Oooo-hooo-oooo-hooo-oooo-hoooo...)