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Before The Fame letra


Yea
C'mon, man
Before I even drop some lines

Big dreams, no prospects, just DeMarcus James
Just pen on paper, completely outta game
Unknown name, totally unknown, this's before the fame
A dull nigga, but with sparkles in my eyes
When I started to rhyme, time flew by
Muhfuckas eyes down on me, down!
Walkin' down the street with their heads down
Bullets flyin', cloudy skies and my niggas on the ground
Screams away in my nightmares even now
The wicked way, but it get ready for life
Before on the street on day, now I'm big dog on night

Before the fame
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
Look there and look here
On rap game, keep eyes on me
Before the fame
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
Look there and look here
On rap game, keep eyes on me

I was grindin' at the car wash all day
Yea, old school used to learn new words way
I'ma hustla, that's my way
A lot of crumpled papers and others saved like gold
J. Wall checked out some lines and got my flow
And he told me to spit a few mo'
D.M.J. You need an impactful name
I heard my mom's voice screamin' in my mind
Poorly slept nights and this gift get grind
Biggie Down, nigga, it's my time

Before the fame
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
Look there and look here
On rap game, keep eyes on me
Before the fame
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
Look there and look here
On rap game, keep eyes on me

Dreamin' of bein' like 50, I'm bumpin' my tape
No bitches, but I got a date
My bitch, Nike shoes and black shirt of G-Unit
Damn, slangin' bars and new on fire's music
The Sun was shinin' and heatin' up the Central Park's benches
All I had was my dreams, 'cause there was no benjamins

Before the fame
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
Look there and look here
On rap game, keep eyes on me (yeah)

C'mon, man
I'm startin' to drop down my lines
I'm runnin' my hood, nigga
I'm gunnin'

Biggie Down - Letras

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