Notorious B.I.G.: Long kiss goodnight

[Puff Daddy] Mmmmmmmmm-HMM See.. {*echoes*} I told you.. {*echoes*} [Puff] See, I told y'all muh'fuckers [Big] Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man [Puff] I told y'all to stop! [Big] He fucked up, yo.. [Puff] I pray for you to stop [Big] Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. yo.. yo.. Yo, yo yo yo, yo.. [Puff] But no, you didn't stop [Big] Yo.. yo.. [Puff] And now, we won't stop Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X) Time, time for you to die As I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight [Notorious B.I.G.] I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you loose teeth like Lil' Cease Nigga please, blood floods yo' Dungarees And that's just the half on my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater than the average playa hater, and spectators buy my CD twice; they see me in the streets They be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low doe" Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be til Lil' Cease crippled me Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be The game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da rules Move from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin bout all the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through Now the year's new, I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha) Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothin Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a system Knockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS Chorus 2X {Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus} Now.. we don't give a fuck.. We just absolutely.. don't give a fuck.. Because.. there ain't no motherfuckin love here.. There ain't no love here.. You know, we.. we just gon' keep doin what we do We gon' keep FUCKIN YOU UP.. And I'ma keep stompin your MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD IN you FUCKIN BITCH, c'mon!! {last line overlaps Biggie's next verse} [Notorious B.I.G.] Uhh.. I'm flamin gats, aimin at, these fuckin maniacs, put my name in raps, what part the game is that? Like they hustle backwards I smoke Blackwoods and Dutchies, ya can't touch me Try to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchy You're bleedin lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me or beneath me, your whole life you live sneaky Now you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most You hold your toast shaky, slippin tryin to break me Look what you made me do, brains blew My team in the marine-blue, six Coupe Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin out -- the block for distances, givin long kisses BITCH Chorus 2X {Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus} All we have to do now.. is say a prayer for you.. y'know? That's all we have to do, just to pray for your mind.. cause.. Eheh, see your mind got control of your heart.. when it's supposed to be the other way around Your heart's supposed to got control of your mind.. So now, I have no feelings for you You have made me cold.. {last line overlaps Biggie's next verse} [Notorious B.I.G.] Frank White the menacin, Chron Chron's the medicine I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer then, drugs and mac-10's Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you Be broke -- girls won't date you That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out til your face blue Make you, open the safe too No matter how you call it (how you call it) this brolic, alcoholic .. {*Biggie's chorus fades in*} like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine Drink Ballentine, all the time Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real doe Sling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no Chorus 3X {Puff Daddy - speaking over chorus} See the fucked up thing is that I love you.. yaknahmsayin? It's just in my nature to love you.. I can't hate you.. cause it's not in my nature to hate you.. You know, I don't know.. Maybe.. I'm a different type of individual.. But.. you have me on the line.. and there's a thin line between love and hate And God forbid I cross that line.. Cause y'all not gonna give a fuck I'm tellin you right, MOTHERFUCKIN, NOW!! THE SHIT, Y'ALL DONE STARTED, IS NEVER GONNA STOP!!! WE ARE NEVER GONNA STOP!!! And we not talkin bout.. no other rappers.. We talkin bout YOU motherfucker YOU KNOW, who I'm talkin to.. We comin for you.. We comin for you.. ehehehehheh The shit's gon' feel so good.. I'm gon' make you love me baby {*echoes*}