Lyrics of Flash life

(big sound talkin')
No smile, smilin' now!
I'm back!
Yeahhhhhhh

(verse 1 - big sound)
Biggie sound is like the big poppa
Dj kidd is like the junior m.a.f.i.a.
I shot more than 6 shots 'n' the police will only index
The niggaz scream and i sent it to relax (yeah)
She wants to gucci and prada, more than 16 sets
It was very good in that beautiful flesh
Suddenly, a camera and a flash
3 bullets pierce his clothes and chests
It's too late, came out in the press (oh!)
The crime scene, pushed me and went flyin'
No' me! some bodies and people dyin'

(chorus - big sound)(2x)
Going out in the press!
My picture? my wallpaper?
I'm chaser? i got style, i'm caked up!
Going out in the press!
I gotta lot of paper

(verse 2 - mc quita & (big sound))
Big you got styyyyyle
I'm rollin' in his sheet, i got money too
Big you're comin' home nowwwww
I'm burnin' your hopes (bells)
(burn baby burn)
Work biggie work
Plastic explosives, weapons of carbon fibre
Handcuffs aluminum and a bottle of cider
(baby-baby - i'm fighter)
I like playin' with fire
(i'm crazy, no mo' like michael myers)
Me twice as much as i can get in the bag
Kiss me, kiss me and i move my asssss (hoo!)

(chorus - big sound)(2x)
Going out in the press!
My picture? my wallpaper?
I'm chaser? i got style, i'm caked up!
Going out in the press!
I gotta lot of paper

(big sound talkin')
I left my niggaz with marijuana
And i'm going straight home!
Hahaha
( - shots comin' from far away - )