Untouchable Freestyle

Lyrics

[Hook: The Notorious B.I.G.] Lyrically, I'm, untouchable, uncrushable Blunted in a 600, blunted in a 600 Untouchable, uncrushable Blunted in a 600, blunted in a 600 [Verse] Far from the typical, won't produce the regular rap fan Head trauma, the drama, big dawg gon' need a cat scan Tuesdays are full of new albums to feed my trash can Jenga killer, push you out your spot, fuck up your stack plan Ain't a motherfucker breathing equipped, sick verse, fatality I don't even know who's killin' this shit, split personalities Mercy on the jersey that built the nerve up to battle me The smell of burned rubber and fear on your road to agony Sleeping's a guarantee, never been safe to stay in there Run in your crib with hammers up, lay you down like baby hair Got my Magnificent posture from a Mercedes chair Latest gear, rude awakenings, being courageous here Niggas shootin' at the kid, watch 'em miss on a day-to-day Shit, I'm fly as ever, need my statue at JFK Darts been going over heads still, slow down my play-by-plays Sitting on ammunition, really, just a grenade away Searching five-star spots, breaking my Top Ramen You steal off the table, get eyes black as your sock-bottom Only helping me out throwing stones, I'm rock-climbing Killing underground, Power 105-ing and Hot 9-'em Don't know what the fuck you put in that pendant It's not diamonds Frauding, fuckin' up the game, visualizing you drop-dying Somewhere along the way they switched the agenda Who gave the junkies power? Papercuts from counting this money, don't trust a money counter Gotta be the drugs, your favorite celebrity's cutting powder Popularity's a skeezer, never gave a fuck about her The God's been hunting you, tryna serve your subpoena Still can punch you and I rhyme like Floyd Mayweather Senior Being famous ain't gon' legend you, ignore the fame they feed you Weirdo niggas took the game again, I overcame the seizure Ran my pen out on the regular, the normal train procedure Cross the finish line my muh'fucking self in this game of features From the slum to the Bahamas, they'll have to filét-mignon us Went from running with the kings to a King like Isaiah Thomas Really, how you threw it down, we all go to the same designers Ain't no shoes on in here anyway, tell 'em cocaine or 'juanas I'm as great as the niggas you pedestal and your flows tangled Lay you out of winters cold, grown man makin' snow angels Evil sparkles too, don't let the glitter and gold change you Prophet in my best shot, superstar on my worst angle [Hook: The Notorious B.I.G.] Lyrically, I'm, untouchable, uncrushable (Yeah) Blunted in a 600, blunted in a 600 Untouchable, uncrushable (Ugh) Blunted in a 600, blunted in a 600 [Outro] Ugh