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Bad boy
Yeah,
Junior M.A.F.I.A.,
Yeah, B.I.G.
B.I.G. 2000 Again, c'mon

The or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're wrong
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
dead wrong

Relax and take notes, I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap
The hooker layer, motherfucker say your
Hail Mary of grace, smack the bitch in the face,
Take her Gucci bag and the North
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, I'm out like, "The Vapors"
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the honcho
Swift fist Camacho, I got so
style I should be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia, you to a seizure
Then fuck moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't shit! Just the two hits!
Her the floor, and me hittin' the clits!
Suckin' on the tits! Had the beggin' for the dick
And your moms ain't ugly love, my dick got quick
I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Brown
I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around"
Jacked her then I her who's the man, she said, "B-I-G"
Then I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, dead wrong)

"I don't care what say"
"I don't what nobody say"
"I care what nobody say"
"I don't what nobody say"
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're dead
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
dead wrong
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're dead
The weak or the strong, who got it on
dead wron

When I get dusted, I like to spread the like mustard
it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Tears don't me, I hit 'em with the tech G
me, my potency is deadly
I'm shootin' babies, no ifs ands or
Hit in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her with the icepick
Because he me to fuck him from the back
But Smalls get down like that
Got father hidin' in a room, fucked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the
Who you think you're with?
Anybody step my path is fuckin' feelin' it!
Hardcore, I got it like a pussy
Stab ya til you're gushy, so please push me
I'm rubbers so they won't trace the semen
The black demon, got the hookers screamin'
Because you I love it young, fresh and green
With no hair in between, know I mean?

"I don't care what say"
"I don't care what say"
"I don't care what say"
"I don't what nobody say"
The weak or the strong, who got it on
dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
You're dead
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
You're dead

and gentlemen

There's several levels to Devil worshippin' horse's heads,
Human sacrifices, cannibalism, and exorcism
Animals havin' sex with 'em, camels mammals and
But I don't get into that, I kick the - I just,
Beat you to death weapons that eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the fuckin', meat looks
I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a in my pocket
And baby I'm just, to cock him
He's for war, I'm ready for war
I got machetes and swords for any fagot said he was raw
My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me
I didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall step in the door, I lay your head on the floor
With your spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new
Met on the second, wet on the third,
Then she's on the fourth - I'm dead wrong

"I don't care what say"
"I don't care what say"
"I care what nobody say"
"I don't care nobody say"
The weak or the strong, who got it on
dead wrong
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
You're dead
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
You're wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
You're wrong
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it on
You're dead

Uh-huh, and we won't stop, we can't stop