Bad boy Yeah, M.A.F.I.A., yeah Yeah, B.I.G. B.I.G. 2000 Again, c'mon
The or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong
Relax and notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun Biggie for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer, motherfucker say your Hail Mary full of grace, smack the in the face, Take her Gucci bag and the Face Off her back, jab her if she act Funny with the oh you got me mistaken honey I don't rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, I'm out like, "The Vapors" Who's the one you Mr. Macho, the head honcho fist like Camacho, I got so Much style I should be 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 til amnesia She don't shit! Just the two hits! Her hittin' the floor, and me the clits! Suckin' on the tits! Had the hooker for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love, my got rock quick I guess I was a of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around" Jacked her then I asked her the man, she said, "B-I-G" I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
"I care what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" "I care 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 or the strong, who got it goin' on You're wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wron
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, kibbitz, I'll flip it Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the G me, my potency is deadly I'm shootin' babies, no ifs ands or Hit in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the of little sis After she sucked the dick, I her brother with the icepick Because he wanted me to fuck him the back But don't get down like that Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with the him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think dealin' with? step into 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 little screamin' you know I love it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, what I mean?
"I don't care what say" "I don't what nobody say" "I don't care what say" "I don't what nobody say" 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 or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead
and gentlemen
There's several different levels to worshippin' horse's heads, Human sacrifices, cannibalism, and exorcism Animals havin' sex 'em, camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kick the - I just, Beat you to with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you the fuckin', meat looks fresh I got a in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a nine in my pocket And baby I'm just, to cock him ready 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 just have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door, I lay your on the floor With your body 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 dead on the fourth - I'm wrong
"I don't care what say" "I don't what nobody say" "I don't 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 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 The weak or the strong, who got it on You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it 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 wrong
Uh-huh, and we won't stop, because we can't