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  • Title:Dead Wrong (Feat. Eminem)
  • Artist:The Notorious B.I.G.
  • Album:The Notorious B.I.G.: Greatest Hits
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    Bad boy baby
    Yeah, yeah
    Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah
    Yeah, B.I.G. 2000
    B.I.G. 2000 Born Again, c'mon
    The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on
    You're dead wrong
    Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
    Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
    Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
    The hooker layer, motherfucker say your prayers
    Hail Mary full of grace, smack the bitch in the face
    Take her Gucci bag and the 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, capeesha? I'm out like, "The Vapors"
    Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho
    Swift fist like Camacho, I got so
    Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics
    Make up to break up niggas need to wake up
    Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
    Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
    She don't remember shit! Just the two hits!
    Her hittin' the floor, and me hittin' the clit'
    Suckin' on the tits! Had the hooker beggin' for the dick
    And your moms ain't ugly love, my dick got rock quick
    I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
    I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in Around"
    Jacked her then I asked her who's the man, she said, "B-I-G"
    Then I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
    When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
    Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
    Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
    Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
    Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC
    G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly
    I'm shootin' 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 icepick
    Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
    But Smalls don't get down like that
    Found your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with the broom
    Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
    Who you think you're dealin' with?
    Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it!
    Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
    Stab ya 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me
    I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
    The black demon, got the little hookers screamin'
    Because you know I love it young, fresh and green
    With no hair in between, know what I mean?
    There's several different levels to Devil worshippin' horse's heads
    Human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism
    Animals havin' sex with 'em, camels mammals and rabbits
    But I don't get into that, I kick the habit, I just
    Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
    And I never eat you unless the fuckin', meat looks fresh
    I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a nine in my pocket
    And baby I'm just, dyin' to cock him
    He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
    I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw
    My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me before
    I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
    Marshall will 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 ceilin', red on the floor, get a new whore
    Met on the second, wed on the third
    Then she's dead on the fourth, I'm dead wrong