What's Beef? - 2005 Remaster

Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre

Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G

I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'

Will reach the fuckin' ceiling, check-check it

My Calico been cocked, this rap Alfred Hitchcock

Drop-top-notch, playa-hating gon' stop

This instant, rappers too persistent

Quick to spit Biggie name on shit, make my name taste

Like ass when you speak it, see me in the street

Your jewelry? You can keep it, that be our little secret

See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz

Motherfuckers still in my biz

Don't they know my nigga Gutter fuckin' kidnap kids

Fuck 'em in the ass, throw 'em over the bridge

That's how it is, my shit is laid out

Fuck that "beef" shit, that shit is played out

Y'all got the gall, all I make is one phone call

All y'all disappear by tomorrow

All your guns is borrowed, I don't feel sorrow

Actually, your man passed the Gat to me, now check this

What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time

What's beef? Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

I done smoked with the best of 'em

Shot at the rest of 'em

Was about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em

Got my rocks off, that nigga from the Brook just be

Wiling on you, just be styling on you

When I, tried to warn you but your eyes fucked up

Now I cleared them shits with hits you on the fucking bench

Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kind of

Peeved at these weak MC's with the

Supreme ballerlike lyrics, I call 'em like I see 'em, G

Y'all niggas sound like me

Y'all was grimy in the early 90s, far behind me

It ain't hard to find me, number one with the "booyaka"

Give me the Remy and the chronic, ain't no telling what I do to ya

It's obvious the game's new to ya

Take them ends you make

And spend 'em on a tutor hah, one shot, I'm through with ya

What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time

What's beef? Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

There'll be nothin' but smooth sailing

When I spit shots, now your crew's bailing

All I got is heat and tough talk for you

Tie you up, cut your balls off just to use

Man, listen, straight torture

Look what that slick shit bought ya

A first class ticket to Lucifer, real name Christopher

Watch me set it off like Vivica

Here lies your demise, close your eyes

Think good thoughts, die while your skin start to glisten

Pale blue hands get cold, your soul's risen

It's bad 'cause I just begun

What make the shit real bad

I was havin' fun

What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time

What's beef? Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

And I'm through