this song for biggie

Yeah… Brooklyn nights, 90s lights A legend in the making Verse 1 Born in Bed-Stuy, cold nights, mama working late Young Chris Wallace watching hunger test his faith Small room, big dreams, radio playing Kane He studied every verse, learned how pain sound on a chain School desk full of thoughts, but the streets spoke louder Fast money, fast life, every choice felt heavier Crack era, sirens singing lullabies He learned early how a man survive or die Verse 2 He found power in his voice, turned stories into gold Every line vivid like a movie getting told Robberies, regrets, fear mixed with pride He never glamorized it, just showed both sides “Either you win or you fall,” that was life on the block Every friend a coin flip, every second a clock He rapped like a prophet with a hustler’s tone Made the whole world feel the weight of a Brooklyn home Hook From the corner to the crown, hear the city speak Every word from his mouth made the real ones think He told it how it was, never how it seem That’s why Biggie Smalls still living in the beat Verse 3 Success came fast, lights bright, pressure grew Same streets that loved him now watching his moves Fame heavy on the chest, paranoia in the air Trust getting thinner when everybody stare Enemies forming, lines drawn in the sand East and West tension, blood on the plan He just wanted to feed his kids, make it out the storm But death don’t care if you rich or poor Verse 4 One night in L.A., flash, sound, silence fell Another legend gone, another story left to tell Whole world froze when the news hit the street Lost a poet, lost a voice, lost a heartbeat But legends don’t die, they multiply with time Every bar he ever wrote still out here shining From “Juicy” to “Warning,” every lesson remain Biggie taught us you can turn struggle into fame Outro From Bed-Stuy to forever The Notorious B.I.G. Story still playing every time the beat drop