Hold Ya Head-The Notorious B.I.G.
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[00:00.00]Hold Ya Head - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:00.38]Woman hold her head and cry
[00:05.92]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[00:12.45]Woman hold her head and cry
[00:17.87]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[00:24.15]When I die, f**k it I wanna go to hell
[00:26.80]Cause I'm a piece of sh*t, it ain't hard to f**kin' tell
[00:29.51]It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies
[00:31.78]Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
[00:35.96]God will probably have me on some real strict sh*t
[00:38.55]No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
[00:41.78]Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
[00:44.50]F**k that sh*t, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
[00:48.24]All my life I been considered as the worst
[00:50.78]Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
[00:53.67]Crime after crime, from *** to extortion
[00:56.94]I know my mother wished she got a f**kin' abortion
[01:00.11]Woman hold her head and cry
[01:05.22]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[01:11.87]I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
[01:15.31]Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t
[01:18.01]And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
[01:21.70]I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**kin' buddah head
[01:25.04]The stress is buildin' up, I can't
[01:27.27]I can't believe suicide's on my f**kin' mind
[01:29.87]I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
[01:33.99]Naw you wouldn't understand
[01:35.15]You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
[01:40.08]Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
[01:42.66]Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet
[01:45.02]People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
[01:48.83]My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone
[01:51.58]She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
[01:54.52]I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes
[01:57.96]Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
[02:01.70]Woman hold her head and cry
[02:05.25]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[02:12.22]Woman hold her head and cry
[02:18.23]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[02:24.57]I reach my peak, I can't speak
[02:27.10]Call my ni**a Chic, tell him that my will is weak
[02:30.15]I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of b**ches hawking
[02:32.64]Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking
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[00:00.00]Hold Ya Head - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:00.38]Woman hold her head and cry
[00:05.92]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[00:12.45]Woman hold her head and cry
[00:17.87]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[00:24.15]When I die, f**k it I wanna go to hell
[00:26.80]Cause I'm a piece of sh*t, it ain't hard to f**kin' tell
[00:29.51]It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies
[00:31.78]Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
[00:35.96]God will probably have me on some real strict sh*t
[00:38.55]No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
[00:41.78]Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
[00:44.50]F**k that sh*t, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
[00:48.24]All my life I been considered as the worst
[00:50.78]Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
[00:53.67]Crime after crime, from *** to extortion
[00:56.94]I know my mother wished she got a f**kin' abortion
[01:00.11]Woman hold her head and cry
[01:05.22]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[01:11.87]I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
[01:15.31]Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t
[01:18.01]And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
[01:21.70]I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**kin' buddah head
[01:25.04]The stress is buildin' up, I can't
[01:27.27]I can't believe suicide's on my f**kin' mind
[01:29.87]I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me
[01:33.99]Naw you wouldn't understand
[01:35.15]You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack
[01:40.08]Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back
[01:42.66]Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet
[01:45.02]People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
[01:48.83]My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone
[01:51.58]She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
[01:54.52]I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes
[01:57.96]Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
[02:01.70]Woman hold her head and cry
[02:05.25]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[02:12.22]Woman hold her head and cry
[02:18.23]Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[02:24.57]I reach my peak, I can't speak
[02:27.10]Call my ni**a Chic, tell him that my will is weak
[02:30.15]I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of b**ches hawking
[02:32.64]Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking
