Bad boy Yeah, M.A.F.I.A., yeah Yeah, B.I.G. B.I.G. Born Again, c'mon
The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong
Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the smoke you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke Biggie for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer, motherfucker say prayers Hail full of grace, smack the bitch in the face, Take her Gucci bag and the North Off her back, jab her if she act Funny the money oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, I want the paper The Visa, I'm out like, "The Vapors" the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho Swift fist Camacho, I got so style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up need to wake up the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til She don't remember shit! 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 got rock quick I guess I was a combination of House of and Bobby Brown I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around" Jacked her then I asked her the man, she said, "B-I-G" Then I bust in her (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
"I don't what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" "I care what nobody say" "I care what nobody say" The or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wron
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you Move Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, kibbitz, I'll flip it don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G Disrespect me, my is deadly I'm shootin' babies, no ifs ands or Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her with the icepick Because he wanted me to fuck him the back But Smalls get down like that Got your hidin' in a room, fucked him with the broom him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think you're dealin' step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it! Hardcore, I got it like a pussy ya til you're gushy, so please don't push me I'm rubbers so they won't trace the semen The black demon, got the little screamin' Because you know I it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, know what I
"I care what nobody say" "I don't what nobody say" "I don't what nobody say" "I don't care what say" The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead
and gentlemen
There's several different levels to Devil worshippin' heads, Human sacrifices, cannibalism, and exorcism Animals havin' sex 'em, camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get that, I kick the habit - I just, Beat you to death with weapons that eat the flesh And I never eat you unless the fuckin', meat fresh 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, as yours, yeah you met me before I just didn't as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will in the door, I lay your head on the floor your body 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, she's dead on the fourth - I'm dead wrong
"I don't what nobody say" "I don't what nobody say" "I care what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" The weak or the strong, who got it on You're dead The or the strong, who got it goin' 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 dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wrong
Uh-huh, and we stop, because we can't stop