Bad boy baby Yeah, yeah, yeah With my, yeah ***, ***, *** B I G T, time one again The weak of the strong You got it going on You're dead wrong The weak of the strong You got it going on You're dead wrong Relax and take notes While I take totes Of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke Gun smoke, gun smoke Biggie smoke for mayor The rap slayer The ***er layer Mother***er say your prayers Hail Mary full of grace Smack the bitch in the face Take her Gucci bag And her North Face off her back Jab her if she act Funny with the money Oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya I just want the paper The Visa, Kabisha I'm out like the vapors Who's the one you call Mr. Macho The head honcho Swiftest like Kumacho I got so much style I should be down with the stylistics Make up to break up Niggas need to wake up Smell the Indonesia Lead you to a seizure Then *** your mom Hit the skin to amnesia She don't remember *** Just the two hits Her hitting the floor And me hitting the clips Sucking on the tits Had the hooker begging for the dick And your mom said ugly love My dick got rock quick I guess I was a combination Of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was humping around And jumping around Jabbed her then I asked her Who's the man She said B.I.G Then I bust in her E.O.E You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead strong You got it going on You're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it My hardcore rain leaves you rusted Scoop over Lucifer I'm more ruthless Leave you toothless You're kippin' I flip it Tears don't affect me I hit em with the deck G's disrespect me My potency is deadly I'm shooting babies No ifs, ands, or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy If the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick I stabbed her brother With the ice pick Because he wanted me To *** him from the back But smalls don't get down like that Found your father Hiding in a room *** him with the broom Slit him down the back And threw salt in the womb Who you think you're dealing with? Anybody stepping to my path Is ***ing feeling it Hardcore I got it sucked like a pussy Stab you till you're gushy So please don't push me I'm using rubber So they won't trace the semen It's a black demon Got the little hooker screaming Because you know I love it young Fresh and green With no hand between Know what I mean? Ladies and gentlemen The Devil There's several different levels To devil worship And horse incest Human sacrifices Cannibalism Candles and exorcism Animals having *** With them camels Mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that I kick the habit I just beat you to death With weapons And eat you to flesh And I never eat you Unless the ***ing meat looks fresh I got a lion in my pocket I'm lying I got a nine in my pocket And baby I'm just Dying to cock And he's ready for war I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords For any faggot That said he was raw My Uzis Heavy as yours Yeah you met me before I just didn't have As large an arsenal Of weapons before Marshal Step in the door I lay your head on the floor With your body spread On the bedspread Red on the wall Red on the ceiling Red on the floor Get a new *** Med on the second Red on the third Then she's dead on the fourth I'm dead wrong You think you're strong But you're not even on You're dead wrong You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're strong But you're not even on You're dead wrong You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're strong But you're not even on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong Well I'm gonna stop Because I can't stop You think you're dead wrong You got it going on You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You're dead wrong You think you're dead wrong You think you're strong You got it going on You're dead wrong