RIP Tracy [Instrumental]

I like music that makes me cry
I like sad music, Gypsy music, and Russian music
But I like jazz, I like
Symphonic music, I like music

They coming to come out like, "Look at that man"
Would've kill my ass if I hadn't left for Queens
Coming down the street at the right time
You got lucky, man

Here we go
Here we go
Now I know what y'all came to see
And what y'all came to see is what's gon' happen
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
And I want y'all to know who I am and what I represent

(That dem cyaan' get we inna our nerves, you nuh zeen?)
(And we dead gone a Heaven)
(Say if you unnuh wan' go a Heaven a fi unnuh business)
(I will be here a billionaire)

You're only as good as your last book
If something is really bad, you know, like
They coming to come out like, "Look at that man"
Would've kill my ass if I hadn't left for Queens
Coming down the street at the right time
You got lucky, man
How bad is that?
But you can't be good biting from somebody else
I bite from nobody, I bite from nobody
'Cause I'm great and I'ma show you I'm great
Uh, one can never be a fine artist if one hasn't lived, um
And experienced most of life's, um