In the heart of the city, where shadows crawl
Biggie speaks truth, watch the empire fall
Warning shots fired through the concrete jungle
Humble beginnings turned to royal rumble
Dreams of cream, triple-beam fantasies
Brooklyn’s finest, moving keys with ease
Jealous eyes watching from the staircase
Cold world, gotta watch your birthplace
It was all a dream, now the nightmare’s real
Success breeds envy, that’s the deal
Phone rings late, familiar voice on the line
Old friends turn snakes, crossing boundary lines
Survival of the fittest, Bed-Stuy philosophy
Champagne wishes, but the warning’s prophecy
From sardines to T-bones, the throne gets heavy
Legends never die, their words stay ready