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Biggie Smalls - Dead Wrong lyrics

[Hook]

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong



[Verse 1]

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, kapeesha? 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 hitting the floor and me hitting the clit

Sucking on the tits, had the hooker begging 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 humping around and jumping 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)



[Hook]

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong



[Verse 2]

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 you 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 shooting babies, no ifs ands or maybes

Hit mommy 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

Got your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom

Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound

Who you think you're dealing with?

Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feeling 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 screaming

Because you know I love it young, fresh and green

With no hair in between, know what I mean?



[Hook]

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong



[Verse 3: Eminem]

There's several different levels of Devil worshipping

Horse's heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism

Animals, having sex with them, 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 fucking 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 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 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 ceiling, 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



[Hook]

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

You're dead wrong





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Biggie Smalls - Dead Wrong lyrics