- Votes:
- Composers:
- Wallace
- Christopher / Marley
- Rita / Hall
- Robert A
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- bob marley
- east coast rap
- gangsta rap
- rap
 
- See also:
Notorious B.i.g. - Hold Ya Head lyrics
[Bob Marley]
 Woman hold her head and cry
 Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
 Woman hold her head and cry
 Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
 [Verse 1: notorious big]
 When i die i wanna go to hell
 Cause I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
 It don't make sense goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
 Dressed in white, i like black timbs and black hoodies.
 God'll probably have me on some real strict shit
 No sleepin all day, no gettin mah dick licked
 Hangin wit the goodie-goodies
 Loungin' in paradise
 Fuck that shit, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice.
 All my life i've been considered as the worst. lyin' to my mother even stealin' out her purse
 Crime after crime
 From drugs to extortion
 I know my mother wish she got a fuckin' abortion
 [Bob Marley]
 Woman hold her head and cry
 Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
[Verse 2: notorious big]
 I swear to god I wanna just slit my wrist and end this bull shit
 Throw the magnum to my head threaten to pull shit
 And squeeze,Notorious B.i.g. - Hold Ya Head - http://motolyrics.com/notorious-big/hold-ya-head-lyrics.html
 Until the bed's completely red
 I'm glad I'm dead
 A worthless fuckin' buddha head
 The stress is buildin up
 I can't
 I can't believe suicides on my fuckin' mind
 I wanna leave I swear to god it feels like death is fuckin callin me
 But nah you wouldn't understand
 You see, it's kinda like the crack did to pookie, in new jack
 Except when I crossover, there ain't no comin' back
 Should I die on the train track, like Ramo in Beatstreet
 People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
 My baby mama kissed me but she glad I'm gone
 She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on
 I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes,
 Forgive me for my disrespect forgive me for my lies
 [Bob Marley]
 Woman hold her head and cry
 Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
 Woman hold her head and cry
 Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
 I've reached my peak, I can't speak
 Call my nigga Cheek tell him that mah will is weak
 I'm sick of niggas lyin'
 I'm sick of bitches hawkin'
 Matter fact, I'm sick of talkin' [fades away]











