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Bad boy
Yeah,
Junior M.A.F.I.A.,
Yeah, B.I.G.
B.I.G. Born Again, c'mon

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

Relax and take notes, while I take of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun
Biggie for mayor, the rap slayer
The layer, motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary of grace, smack the bitch in the face,
Take her bag and the North Face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape ya, I want the paper
The Visa, I'm out like, "The Vapors"
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head
fist like Camacho, I got so
Much style I be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up niggas need to up
the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
Then fuck moms, hit the skins til amnesia
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 dick got quick
I guess I was a combination of of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around"
Jacked her I asked 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 care what nobody say"
"I don't care nobody say"
"I don't care nobody say"
The or the strong, who got it goin' on
dead wrong
The or the strong, who got it goin' 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 wron

When I get dusted, I like to the blood like mustard
Trust it, my rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm ruthless, huh
your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Tears don't me, I hit 'em with the tech G
Disrespect me, my potency is
I'm babies, no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker a dummy
Slit the wrist of sis
After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother the icepick
Because he me to fuck him from the back
But Smalls don't get down like
Got your hidin' in a room, fucked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the
Who you think dealin' with?
Anybody step into my path is feelin' it!
Hardcore, I got it sucked a pussy
Stab ya til you're gushy, so please push me
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the
The demon, got the little hookers screamin'
Because you know I it young, fresh and green
With no hair in between, know I mean?

"I don't what nobody say"
"I care what nobody say"
"I don't what nobody say"
"I don't 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 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 different levels to Devil worshippin' horse's heads,
Human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and
Animals havin' sex with 'em, mammals and rabbits
But I don't get into that, I the habit - I just,
Beat you to 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
He's ready for war, I'm 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 as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall 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 dead on the fourth - I'm dead

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

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