Letter To Big

i aint even good with writin,

i aint even write shit

but i just felt i had to write this letter to Big.



verse 1 (Jadakiss)

dear frank white Christopher Wallace

yea its ya boy kiss i just wanted to holla

in ya memory i keep a coogi in my closet,

kangol on the rack and a fresh pair of wollies

you know im still a liquor and a weed child,

i still got branson on speed dial

and everybody is the king now

you aint gotta be nice getting shot is the thing now

the mafia was doing they best

they separated now roc and gutta doin a stretch,

Kim is still in it to win it,

seen money l a while ago but i aint heard from cease in a minute

people in power is queer i could go on for a year

about how it would be if you were still here

the game has got cheap rappers

is more commercially successful now but they hearts a lot weaker,

you know me still got the flow thatl pop speakers,

the first option on offense the top feature,

its easy big all you need is a pro tool set

but i aint touched the paper that i was supposed to yet

and everybody thas somebody show respect

only a matter of time before they notice that im an impeccable

lyricist

and with the right mechanics i could take over



be clear of this,

they well aware of kiss the light of the city

and i aint on the label no more but im tighter with diddy,

i got my own plan handle mine like a grown man

long as i know im nice fuck it im my own fan,

remix the joint you had

but they can never ever duplicate your swag,

meanwhile ima keep pursuing my lil plans

and you might bump into a few of my lil mans

up there steppin with god

down here mr C and BK still reppin you hard,

Tianna so pretty CJ turned into lil biggie

jus a lil lighter but so witty,

on ya born day we get the highest,

groovy still the best with the garments he keep me the flighest

tonight patron is dead

only right that i take a bottle of Barcardi Lime the head

and before i end it, i gotta say thanks

cause not only was your time well spent it was splendid (thanks)

miss you my nigg, one love.



Chorus (Faith Evans singing)

so we tried so hard to understand why you had to go away



JADAKISS: that was my letter to B.I.G,

na mean

you were everything- you were everything



JADAKISS: i felt it was only right,

i really smoked with them.