The Notorious B.I.G. - S. H. E. E. N (Strong Hearted Extraordinary Everyday n***as) lyrics

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The Notorious B.I.G. - S. H. E. E. N (Strong Hearted Extraordinary Everyday n***as) lyrics

Intro: Aye, My names Ezko And im a strong hearted extraordinary everyday n***a Im a Sheen Muh f**a Yeah Verse 1: I figured id take it back to the pen and pad And write these lyrics and raise some spirits and make some mad And tell you how my life was crashin Cuz of my pa**ion Imagine us moving from an apartment to a mansion I have a dream And I won't sleep till I make it happen Won't cheat And won't weep In one week Id be the main attraction Your brains relaxing My brains in action with great reactions I feel like Joseph How I beat mics to make these Jacksons I started rapping when n***as didn't think it was cool Back of the school Smoking weed, flashing the j**els Actin a fool Yelling M.O.B Now im honest when im on it I vomit I O.D Never been the type to see the hype I take some sh** and make it nice Never been Hesitant to trigger my element n***as is hating n***as is feminine Precedent evidence, lyrics benevolent Hatin on me though im just truly eminent Hatin my raps and the manner im telling it Lyrics as dope as the manner im selling it Hook: Notorious BIG Sample Verse 2: Im behind my bars till I die Like the judge gave me life n***a Thats right n***a I'mma always paint the right picture The right mixture to write verses that people quote Evil jokes Thats me describing the sh** that people wrote Ya bars' soap You drop em and get f**ed Never been a dancer but I guarantee I get Bucks A plus Thank us, otherwise I know you mad as sh** Homer when I rap, I take the microphone and strangle it Its nonstop They s**ing n***as like bomb pops Sleeping on me When your alarm clock is a bomb drop I spit raps They drop rhymes a little bit I drop bombs that make Hiroshima feel like a little b**h So pa** the torch while I wait for Yoda to pa** the force I pa**ed the course Married to the game homie im pa**ed divorce I hear em now Screaming in the crowd saying wow Ezko's bout to k** it He gon make us proud And when the deeds done My name will forever remain Ever to reign Part of your brain Man my life will not be the same Hook On the microphone I make my art I heard that was the place to start Get in the studio make a new movie yo Have em all listen im laying my heart I take em apart N figure out wat makes em tick Makes em think That all their favorite rappers are major sick You got a better chance of beating the wheel of fortune Than in my recordings Cuz I blew the mind of the headless horseman So get to recording On the track im the black Jeff Gordon Im Michael Jordan getting stoned like I f** with gorgons I feel like Norman Bates pick a place While I start the chase Pick up ya pace Or else you'll have to pick up ya face N thats my message to rappers that think theyre competition I'mma listen Then attack you on All your compositions And my position missionary Take you all to church I never had a visionary that could really do some work For what its worth Im worth more than you've ever seen I father you ba*tards then deny you like you Billie jean Fin

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