[Notorious B.I.G. interview]
  I'm just, tryin to stay above water y'know
  Just stay busy, stay workin
  Puff told me like, the key to this joint
  The key to staying, on top of things
  is treat everything like it's your first project, know what im sayin?
  Like it's your first day like back when you was an intern
  Like, that's how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry
  
  [Verse One: Jay-Z]
  Uhh, uhh, yes, yes
  Y'all wanna know, why he don't stop
  Y'all wanna know, why he don't flop
  Let me tell you pe-eople why
  Came from the bottom of the block I
  When I was born, it was sworn, I was never gon' be shit
  Had to pull the opposite out this bitch
  Had to get my ri-ide on
  Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to
  Had to had to get these chips
  Had to make moves like Olajuwon
  Started out sellin dimes and nicks
  Graduated to a brick
  No exaggeration, my infatuation with the strip
  Legendary like a schoolboy
  Crushin merely nearly every every chick
  Heavy shit - that's how schoolboy got whipped
  And got left on some "Just +Me, Myself and I+"
  On some Trugoy shit
  Had your boys threw place up, to a place of no return
  Had to play with fire and get burned
  Only way the boy ever gon' learn
  Had to lay way in the cut, 'til I finally got my turn
  Now I'm on top in the spot that I earned
  
  [Chorus]
  It's my life - it's my pain and my struggle
  The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing
  Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
  And my thirst is the same as - when I came
  It's my joy and my tears and the laughter it brings to me
  It's my ev-ery-thing
  
  [Verse Two: Jay-Z]
  Like I never rode in a limo
  Like I just dropped flows to a demo
  Like it's ninety-two again and
  And I got O's in the rental
  Back in the Stu' again, no prob' livin was a whole lot simpler
  When you think back, you thought that
  you would never make it this far, then you
  take advantage of the luck you handed
  Or the talent, you been given
  Ain't no, half steppin, ain't no, no slippin
  Ain't no different from a block that's hidden
  Gotta get it while the getting's good
  Gotta strike while the iron's hot, 'fore you stop
  Then you gotta bid it, good riddance
  Goodbye, this is my second major breakup
  My first was, with a pager
  With a hooptie, a cookpot, and the GAME
  This one's with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune
  Maybe not the fortune, but certainly the FAME
  
  [Chorus]
  It's my life - my pain and my struggle
  The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing
  Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
  And my thirst is the same as - when I came
  It's my joy and my tears and my laughter it brings to me
  It's my ev-ery-thing
  Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
  And my thirst like the first song I sang
  
  [Outro: Jay-Z]
  Woo! It's like the blues - we gon' ride out on this one
  Ta-tah, be-hah
  Yo Hah, 'member you was makin them dashes
  for them niggaa at radio and shit?
  Clark Kent, that was good lookin out nigga
  Carlene - who ever thought we'd make it this far homey?
  Sha, they can't stop us, knahmsayin? Lenny S
  Dame whattup? Robbin the bank
  Niggaz thought we was crazy man, 'member uhh
  You had that fucked up ass handwritin
  You was writin all the numbers that we was spendin now
  for the videos we was doin ourselves, whattup?
  Original Flavor, your accountant was crazy wrong and shit
  But we we still put it together
  Bigs, whassup? 'Member we went to St. Thomas and uh
  But y'all my nizzle, your dog peed on homey leg and shit
  at his crib - I think that was Rudy
  And they was havin a lil trouble with the pool
  You and Ta-tah was laughin
  Emory was there, whattup Emory? What up Ta?
  Hip-Hop, whattup man?
  Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh
  You ain't have no muh'fuckin seat on your, on your bicycle
  Now you uhh, the head of black music
  That's what I'm talkin bout right there homey - G, whattup G?
  Yessir, e'rybody in the Roc
  Hey Guru, I know you spoiled man
  I be takin them shits in one take
  You gon' have to punch niggaz shit, STICK IT, you gon' be tight
  OG One, whattup?
  I'm a little upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process
  But it's all good - whassup Dash?
  My whole family, my nephew, cousin Angie, whassup? Te-Tee
  (B, B, B, B) Mom, you made the album, how crazy is that?
  Bob Allah, rest in peace
  My pops, rest in peace (Sup A.J.?)
  Biggie Smalls, rest in peace
  Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
  Nigga, I'm bout to go golfin man
  Ay, I might even have me a cappuccino, fuck it!
  I'm goin somewhere nice where no mosquitos at nigga
  Holla at me - it's your boy!