Lyrics Hold Your Head - The Notorious B.I.G. , Bob Marley
Woman
hold
her
head
and
cry
Cause
her
son
had
been
shot
down
in
the
street
and
died
Woman
hold
her
head
and
cry
Cause
her
son
had
been
shot
down
in
the
street
and
died
When
I
die,
fuck
it
I
wanna
go
to
hell
Cause
I'm
a
piece
of
shit,
it
ain't
hard
to
fuckin'
tell
It
don't
make
sense,
goin'
to
heaven
wit'
the
goodie-goodies
Dressed
in
white,
I
like
black
Tims
and
black
hoodies
God
will
probably
have
me
on
some
real
strict
shit
No
sleepin'
all
day,
no
gettin
my
dick
licked
Hangin'
with
the
goodie-goodies
loungin'
in
paradise
Fuck
that
shit,
I
wanna
tote
guns
and
shoot
dice
All
my
life
I
been
considered
as
the
worst
Lyin'
to
my
mother,
even
stealin'
out
her
purse
Crime
after
crime,
from
drugs
to
extortion
I
know
my
mother
wished
she
got
a
fuckin'
abortion
Woman
hold
her
head
and
cry
Cause
her
son
had
been
shot
down
in
the
street
and
died
I
swear
to
God
I
just
want
to
slit
my
wrists
and
end
this
bullshit
Throw
the
Magnum
to
my
head,
threaten
to
pull
shit
And
squeeze,
until
the
bed's,
completely
red
I'm
glad
I'm
dead,
a
worthless
fuckin'
buddah
head
The
stress
is
buildin'
up,
I
can't,
I
can't
believe
suicide's
on
my
fuckin'
mind
I
want
to
leave,
I
swear
to
God
I
feel
like
death
is
fuckin'
callin'
me
Naw
you
wouldn't
understand
You
see
its
kinda
like
the
crack
did
to
Pookie,
in
New
Jack
Except
when
I
cross
over,
there
ain't
no
comin'
back
Should
I
die
on
the
train
track,
like
Remo
in
Beatstreet
People
at
the
funeral
frontin'
like
they
miss
me
My
baby
momma
kissed
me
but
she
glad
I'm
gone
She
knew
me
and
her
sister
had
somethin'
goin'
on
I
wonder
if
I
died,
would
tears
come
to
her
eyes?
Forgive
me
for
my
disrespect,
forgive
me
for
my
lies
Woman
hold
her
head
and
cry
Cause
her
son
had
been
shot
down
in
the
street
and
died
Woman
hold
her
head
and
cry
Cause
her
son
had
been
shot
down
in
the
street
and
died
I
reach
my
peak,
I
can't
speak,
call
my
nigga
Chic,
tell
him
that
my
will
is
weak
I'm
sick
of
niggaz
lyin',
I'm
sick
of
bitches
hawkin'
Matter
of
fact,
I'm
sick
of
talkin'
1 Running Your Mouth
2 Love Is Everlasting (outro)
3 Wake Up
4 Wake Up Now
5 Just a Memory
6 Hold Your Head
7 Hold Ya Head
8 Little Homie (interlude)
9 Mi Casa
10 Mi Casa
11 Mi Casa
12 Ultimate Rush
13 Ultimate Rush
14 Breakin' Old Habits (feat. T.I. and Slim Thug)
15 Breakin' Old Habits
16 Hustler's Story
17 Hustler's Story
18 Hustler's Story
19 Little Homie - Interlude
20 Hustler's Story
21 My Dad (interlude)
22 Beef
23 Beef
24 B.I.G. Live In Jamaica - Intro
25 I'm With Whatever
26 I'm With Whateva
27 I'm With Whateva
28 Living in Pain
29 Nasty Girl
30 1970 Somethin'
31 1970 Somethin'
32 1970 Somethin'
33 Greatest Rapper (interlude)
34 The Greatest Rapper (interlude)
35 Living the Life
36 Living the Life
37 Living The Life
38 Get Your Grind On
39 Get Your Grind On
40 Whatchu Want - The Commission
41 Whatchu Want (The Commission)
42 Whatchu Want
43 Spit Your Game (feat. Twista and Bone Thugs N Harmony)
44 Spit Your Game
45 It Has Been Said
46 B.I.G. Live in Jamaica (intro)
47 My Dad (interlude)
48 Little Homie (interlude)
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.