《Hold Ya Head》歌词

[00:00:00] Hold Ya Head - TheNotoriousBIG

[00:00:00] Woman hold her head and cry

[00:00:05] Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

[00:00:12] Woman hold her head and cry

[00:00:17] Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

[00:00:24] When I die, f**k it I wanna go to hell

[00:00:26] Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to f**kin' tell

[00:00:29] It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies

[00:00:31] Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies

[00:00:35] God will probably have me on some real strict shit

[00:00:38] No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked

[00:00:41] Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise

[00:00:44] F**k that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice

[00:00:48] All my life I been considered as the worst

[00:00:50] Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse

[00:00:53] Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion

[00:00:56] I know my mother wished she got a f**kin' abortion

[00:01:00] Woman hold her head and cry

[00:01:05] Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

[00:01:11] I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit

[00:01:15] Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit

[00:01:18] And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red

[00:01:21] I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless f**kin' buddah head

[00:01:25] The stress is buildin' up, I can't

[00:01:27] I can't believe suicide's on my f**kin' mind

[00:01:29] I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is f**kin' callin' me

[00:01:34] Naw you wouldn't understand

[00:01:35] You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack

[00:01:40] Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back

[00:01:42] Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet

[00:01:45] People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me

[00:01:48] My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone

[00:01:51] She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on

[00:01:54] I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes

[00:01:57] Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies

[00:02:01] Woman hold her head and cry

[00:02:05] Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

[00:02:12] Woman hold her head and cry

[00:02:18] Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died

[00:02:24] I reach my peak, I can't speak

[00:02:27] Call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak

[00:02:30] I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawking

[00:02:32] Matter of fact, I'm sick of talking