The Notorious B.I.G. - White Chalk II lyrics

[Verse: Notorious B.I.G.] Here's the situation larce got shot now he facin heaven or hell but he livin' to tell who f**ing did it I got my crimie down with it they just as grimey as me slimey as me check it I got a long list of names and addresses even know the store where his momma buy her dresses she gon be the first one to ride in a hearse son if worst come to worst I'll k** his sister I know he'll miss her they dissed the family other half of me them n***as scared of me hope they prepared to be shot at hit up with baseball bats thrown in the back of the ac with a trunk full of rats drive to Brooklyn the back, take him to the pier where? way up in the back where the bums sleep at look him in the eye you want to die don't ya if you could change everything you did you would won't ya but you can't cause my brother can't breathe watching him bleed in the hospital I had to leave all I want to do is k** your crew your grandma might get wet on the church house steps peep the set whatever show you the meaning of pressure k**ing f*ggot n***as like the law for pleasure you can't measure the pain that's inside homicide you can run but you can't hide when the Benz with the guns is in-front of your residents everybody on the stoop gettin' bent