Get Your Grind On The Notorious B.I.G. (Ft. Big Pun, Fat Joe & Freeway)

[Intro: Big Pun]
But I would've loved to hear
A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo
That shit would've been incredible
Aye you know what I'm sayin', it was destined to happen
We have our day, you know?
I see him, I see him, I see him at the pearly gates, yaknahmean?
We keep it, keep it, keep it goin' from there

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Uh, I drink filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set up
Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat off
Uhh, 'cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin', "Bastard!"
Cryin', know my friends is lyin'
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
Or they Desert, dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot
Giving cats the opposite of diets
You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me
Shit, I need the company (uh-huh)
Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter
If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like
Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearest
Silencers so you can't hear it
Competition still fear it, shit don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still