Please Listen To My Demo Craig Mack

[Verse 1]
Aye-yo, what happened?
I was on the road to fame
King of New York, largest nigga in the game
Me and Biggie Smalls killin' it on Hot 97
Now Biggie Smalls somewhere in heaven
And I'm down here in Hell with a story to tell
Praying to God that my new shit sell
I'm still confused
Still feel like I got used
Some niggas think I didn't pay dues
But dammit, I paid 'em
You jumped up when Funk played 'em
In The Tunnel and the Radio Station
No ultimatum nigga, ball or die
12 gauge on stage, seeing hands in the sky
No piece of pie
Going home broke
Enough for a beef patty, Coke, a brand-new smoke
These niggas rocking Range Rovers, eating steak
While I'm cooking leftovers, niggas is fake
Good thing the drug game kept a nigga alive
Southside Jamaica, Queens on a nigga to survive
When I arrive, vengeance is mine
And if I would've knew, I would've never fuckin' signed
And uh
Had dreams of fancy cars and limos
And all I wanted was somebody to listen to my demos