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Bad boy
Yeah,
Junior M.A.F.I.A.,
Yeah, B.I.G.
B.I.G. 2000 Born Again,

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

Relax and take notes, while I take of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap
The layer, motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary full of grace, the bitch in the face,
her Gucci bag and the North Face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me honey
I wanna rape ya, I just 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
Much style I be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia, you to a seizure
fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't shit! Just the two hits!
Her the floor, and me hittin' the clits!
on the tits! Had the hooker beggin' for the dick
And your ain't ugly love, my dick got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Brown
I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around"
her then I asked her who's 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 what say"
"I don't what nobody say"
"I don't care nobody say"
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

When I get dusted, I to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you
over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll it
Tears don't 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
Slit the of little sis
After she the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the
But Smalls don't get down that
Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him the broom
him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Who you you're dealin' with?
Anybody step my path is fuckin' feelin' it!
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a
Stab ya til you're gushy, so please don't me
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the
The demon, got the little hookers screamin'
Because you know I love it young, fresh and
no hair in between, know what I mean?

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

Ladies and

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

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

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