Guerilla Black - Letter to B.I.G. lyrics

[Rod Stewart:] Loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right If being right means being without you I'd rather live a wrong doing life Your mama and daddy say it's a shame It's a downright disgrace But 'long as I got you by my side I don't care what your people say.... [Verse 1: Guerilla Black] Yo BIG... Yo BIG you wanna know the truth? Reach over, tap God on the shoulder, he'll give you the scoop I don't know where to start, I don't know where to end So much sadness, gladness, and madness Damn I go to the radio they ask me all these questions "Yo Black how it feel to be compared to a legend?" And the critics, they so vindictive They take your picture put it to my picture What the f** is it? It's hard for people seeing G.B. as G.B Even your mom said you reincarnated in me And your fans is my fans they run up with kin and hand and Be like "You look and sound so much like my man" I guess god do everything for a real reason If not, I'd be a target or your neighborhood weed man And that's real as it gets [Chorus: Guerilla Black] Yo' B.I.G (Check it 1, 2, 1, 2) Yo' B.I.G (Here we go) Yo' B.I.G (I'm up in here) (I'mma get em) (It's real) [Verse 2: Guerilla Black] When you was Ready To Die I was ready to die Living in my homie garage selling crack, getting by I swear to god I love my moms but my mom's a f** up Couldn't pay the rent,lights or gas Yeah somebody got stuck up Use to play your CD next to Scarface and Eazy-E Never heard of 'Pac until All Eyez On Me Despite east and the west Never the less Yo B.I.G. you see you got a lot of rotation I hear n***as come with sizzle sh** It's ridiculous n***as say he sound like Mr. Coke whenever he spit My brother and my man say I sound so much like you n***as want like that cuz n***as want like you So we put my vocals through some vocalizers It was a joke, yo the sh**, yeah it really surprised us I ain't lying and I ain't denying sh** I was born alone and I'mma die alone in this b**h [Chorus: Guerilla Black] Yo' B.I.G (Check it 1, 2, 1, 2) Yo' B.I.G (Here we go) Yo' B.I.G (I'm up in here) (I'mma get em) (It's real) [Verse 3: Guerilla Black] One day I ran into Un The n***a was so stunned He blazed up a new port But I knew he was real son You got a rough road to walk Stay tough hold your court When you bluff, blow 'em a puff f** it, you know who you are God bring people in your life sh** comes so weird Last year he hooked me up with this dude named Caeser He knew Lil' Cease, he had the number, I called him up I was like "Cease, what the deal?" He like "dog, what's up?" n***as want me to go on record to sh** on you But I don't know you like that, how I'm I sh** on you? "Yo Black n***as is mad you found a way to get money" I was the closest to BIG, til' the sh** got funny A lot of n***as say the loved him They really didn't love him At the end Junior M.A.F.I.A. didn't get nothin' Yo' B.I.G. I see the n***a Cease Yo' he real loyal That's the type of n***a that put a n***a in the soil for you [Chorus: Guerilla Black] Yo' B.I.G (Check it 1, 2, 1, 2) Yo' B.I.G (Here we go) Yo' B.I.G (I'm up in here) (I'mma get em) (It's real)