Still Lives Through Little Brother

[Verse 1: Big Pooh]
Imagine, if this was the last rhyme I ever wrote
The last words that I ever spoke, no
I'm a keep servin' them
Cause it's somebody out there, that never even heard of him
Or the songs I be murdering
Now it's a whole herd of men that follow in his footstep
I did it all to get a rep and it worked out
Now my sisters kirk out when they hear me on the radio
Here we go with the steady flow
I'm the best since sliced bread but you already know
How it goes when, me and Te be composing
Over instrumentals 9th holding
We not hot niggas scolding, I told men
But it's only now you want to listen
So get close, please pay attention
Here's a few things I'd like to mention
The B, the I, the G, the P, the O
The O, the H, the is none greater
The L, the B, the J, the L
Is here forever money so see me later
Stash away plenty sheets of paper
Shit is perfected and we hit the majors
See, I said you niggas couldn't cage us
Them mere feeble attempts was outrageous
It ain't a party 'til we hit the stages
Rapper Pooh signing off, see you in the funny papers
Ha, you can bet your life on it, you gon see me man come on