Bad boy Yeah, Junior M.A.F.I.A., Yeah, B.I.G. B.I.G. 2000 Again, c'mon
The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on You're 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 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 don't 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 should be wit the Stylistics Make up to break up niggas to wake up Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a Then your moms, hit the skins til amnesia She remember shit! Just the two hits! Her hittin' the floor, and me the clits! Suckin' on the tits! Had the beggin' for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love, my dick got rock I guess I was a combination of of Pain and Bobby Brown I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around" Jacked her then I her who's the man, she said, "B-I-G" I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
"I don't care nobody say" "I don't care what say" "I care what nobody say" "I don't care what say" 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 You're wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're wron
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like Trust it, my hardcore rain you rusted over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the G Disrespect me, my is deadly I'm shootin' babies, no ifs or maybes Hit in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the Because he wanted me to him from the back But Smalls don't get like that Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him the broom Slit him down the back and 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 ya til you're gushy, so please don't push me I'm rubbers so they won't trace the semen The demon, got the little hookers screamin' Because you know I love it young, fresh and With no hair in between, what I mean?
"I care what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" "I don't care what say" "I care what nobody say" The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead 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
and gentlemen
There's several different levels to worshippin' horse's heads, Human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and Animals havin' sex with 'em, camels mammals and But I don't get into that, I the habit - I just, Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the And I never eat you unless the fuckin', meat 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 He's for war, I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords for any fagot that he was raw My uz' as, heavy as yours, you met me before I just have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall step 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 care what nobody say" "I don't care what say" "I don't care 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 dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' 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 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
Uh-huh, and we won't stop, because we stop