متن آهنگ Dead Wrong (feat. Eminem) - 2005 Remaster از The No

متن آهنگ Dead Wrong (feat. Eminem) - 2005 Remaster از The Notorious B.I.G.

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, yeah The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?) You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (come on, 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 (uh huh) Funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, capisce-ha? (yeah) 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 with 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) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy) You're dead wrong (Born Again) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?) You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' 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 Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh 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 you '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' (woo) Because you know I love it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, know what I mean? The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (you're dead wrong) You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (This 2000, Bad Boy forever) You're dead wrong (come on) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?) You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (ladies and gentlemen) You're dead wrong 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 kicked 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 9 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 (ooh) My Uzi's 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 The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (you're dead wrong) You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy) You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Born Again, yeah) You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? You're dead wrong (come on) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (uh huh, uh) You're dead wrong (we won't stop, 'cause we can't stop) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? You're dead wrong