(repeat 2X) 
 The weaker the strong 
 Who got it goin on 
 Your Dead Wrong 
 
 (Verse One) 
 
 Relax and take note 
 While I take totes of the marijuana smoke 
 Throw you in choke 
 Gun smoke gun smoke 
 Biggie Smalls for mayor 
 The rap slayer the hooker layer 
 [bad word] say your prayers 
 (Hail Mary full of grace) 
 Smack the [bad word] in her face 
 Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back 
 Jab her if she act 
 Funny wit the money 
 Oh you got me mistakin honey 
 I don't wanna rap ya 
 I just want the paper 
 The Visa capisha 
 I'm out like the vapors 
 Who's the one the call mister 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 ceasure 
 Then [bad word] your mom hit them skins to amnesia 
 She don't remember [bad word] just the two hits 
 Her hittin the floor and me hittin the [bad word] 
 Suckin on her [bad word] 
 Had the hooker beggin for the [bad word] 
 And your moms ain't ugly love my [bad word] got rock quick 
 I guess I was [bad word] of House of Pain and Bobby Brown 
 I was humpin around and jumpin around 
 Jacked her then I asked her who's the man 
 She said B-I-then I bust in her E-Y-
 
 Yo Big your dead wrong 
 (I don't care what nobody say) 
 Your dead wrong 
 (I don't care what nobody say) 
 Your dead wrong 
 (I don't care what nobody say) 
 We gotta do things right 
 
 (X2) 
 The weaker the strong 
 Who got it goin on 
 Your dead wrong 
 
 
 (Verse Two) 
 
 The pain I inflict 
 Like a convict 
 ????????????????? vigor 
 Jump in my Acura Vigor after I stick ya 
 Rip ya like razor straight up henny wit no chasa 
 Watch me erase ya misplace ya 
 Put ya in the back wit the derelects 
 Yeah I pop plenty [bad word] 
 Chump i'm makin hits 
 No time for that crack rockin [bad word] 
 Took you to another level 
 Now i'm gettin crazy pates 
 Gettin paid from the devil 
 Another amatuer tryna damage the pedigree 
 Of the B-I-G-G-I-you know its me 
 Hoes I thought you knew i'm smooth as a baby's [bad word] 
 Smooth as Teddy Pentergras 
 Smoke the grass get in ya [bad word] 
 The Brooklyn born teflon don 
 Reckin shop 
 Gettin props provin nobody drops 
 Words as potent as the blunt smokin Bed Stuy bandit 
 And niggas just can't understand it 
 I bust a cap for my brothers in [bad word] and Clinton 
 You know my [bad word] is hittin 
 Yeah ya'll the fly [bad word] Biggie Smalls 
 Kickin flavor make a [bad word] dig up in they draws 
 For the burn that catch your body 
 I got styles like karate 
 Jujitsu when I hit you 
 Then I split you like a cantaloupe 
 Hope you gotta rope to hang yourself 
 I rhyme for self 
 From Brooklyn where else 
 Back like a Lexus coop i'll rip your troup 
 Not even Lois Lane could get the scoop 
 What you think i'm stupid [bad word] 
 My crew is mad deep 
 I hope you niggas sleep 
 
 [bad word]