Bad boy Yeah, M.A.F.I.A., yeah Yeah, B.I.G. B.I.G. 2000 Born Again,
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 notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana 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, her Gucci bag and the North Face Off her back, jab her if she act Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken I don't rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, I'm out like, "The Vapors" Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head Swift fist Camacho, I got so Much style I should be down wit the Make up to break up need to wake up the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure Then fuck moms, hit the skins til amnesia She remember 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 ain't ugly love, my dick got rock quick I I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby 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 in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
"I don't care what say" "I care what nobody 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 wrong The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead
When I get dusted, I to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore leaves you rusted Move Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, kibbitz, I'll flip it Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the G Disrespect me, my is deadly I'm babies, no ifs ands or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker a dummy Slit the of little sis After she sucked the dick, I her brother with the icepick he wanted 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 in the wound Who you think dealin' with? Anybody step my path is fuckin' feelin' it! Hardcore, I got it like a pussy Stab ya til gushy, so please don't push me I'm using rubbers so they trace the semen The demon, got the little hookers screamin' Because you I love it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, what I mean?
"I care what nobody say" "I don't care what say" "I care what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" The or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it on You're wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong The or the strong, who got it goin' on dead wrong
Ladies and
There's several different to Devil worshippin' horse's heads, sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism Animals havin' sex with 'em, mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kick the - 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 I'm just, dyin' to cock him He's for war, I'm ready for war I got machetes and for any fagot that said he was raw My uz' as, as yours, yeah you met me before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons will step in the door, I lay your head 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 on the fourth - I'm dead wrong
"I care what nobody say" "I care what nobody say" "I don't care nobody say" "I care what nobody say" The weak or the strong, who got it on You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it 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 dead The or the strong, who got it goin' 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 You're dead The weak or the strong, who got it on dead wrong
Uh-huh, and we won't stop, because we stop