Please Listen To My Demo

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Aye-yo, what happened? I was on the road to fame King of New York, largest nigga in the game Me and Biggie Smalls killin' it on Hot 97 Now Biggie Smalls somewhere in heaven And I'm down here in Hell with a story to tell Praying to God that my new shit sell I'm still confused Still feel like I got used Some niggas think I didn't pay dues But dammit, I paid 'em You jumped up when Funk played 'em In The Tunnel and the Radio Station No ultimatum nigga, ball or die 12 gauge on stage, seeing hands in the sky No piece of pie Going home broke Enough for a beef patty, Coke, a brand-new smoke These niggas rocking Range Rovers, eating steak While I'm cooking leftovers, niggas is fake Good thing the drug game kept a nigga alive Southside Jamaica, Queens on a nigga to survive When I arrive, vengeance is mine And if I would've knew, I would've never fuckin' signed And uh Had dreams of fancy cars and limos And all I wanted was somebody to listen to my demos [Chorus] Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demo Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demo [Verse 2] Me and my man bumping Boogie We was stealing cars Sometimes we got away Sometimes we jab ours Police bust him handing off cars to my cousin At the chop shop, poppin' that lock like it's nothing Shot on Monroe, y'all ain't know that though Y'all was fucking with this bitch on Kosciuszko The 4-4 waiting at the club front door Niggas owe, niggas blow with the real C-4 Was the days of EPMD first CD with Churches on Jones Beach With O.P.P Selling drugs was my life support Selling drugs had thugs scheming, but I ain't ever get caught In Wyandanch, some of y'all call it Crimedanch I call the place, ya ain't got a chance I think back I used to smuggle the crack n' juggle in Rap Thank God I'm bubbling back and uh- Had dreams of fancy cars and limos And all I wanted was somebody to listen to my demos [Chorus] Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demo Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demo [Verse 3] Here I am up at Espionage, Building 3 Looking out on the terrace at NYC Hear a knock at the door Whispering and gun clicking It's some thugs outside thinking I'm easy picking But all I got is my Mossberg, so I cocked it And a gun blast is all they heard Hit the hallway cuz niggas is still bussin' Hit the doorway cuz security's coming Aye-yo jealous, living our life like GoodFellas Niggas wanna see us out in the rain with no umbrellas Rap's tryna sell us out, I remember the cops Coming in my house fucking with my pops It never stops Got thrown out when I was young Moms cried so hard when she found that gun On the run, you ain't the only one with stories like this Nigga, my life is deep as the abyss And uh Had dreams of fancy cars and limos And all I wanted was somebody to listen to my demos [Chorus] Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demos Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please listen to my demo Please listen to my demo Pl-pl-pl-pl please [Verse 4] Now I'm lucky cuz all my niggas is thorough Talking 'bout all my niggas spread out in every borough Been through some shit that some don't make it out Been through some shit that send the flowers out You heard about all the stories of drugs and killing Who's villain blood spilling and drug dealing? I know stories live forever on those that died But I'm here to sing a song that I'm glad I'm alive Peace!