Biography:
Christopher George Latore Wallace (May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997), known professionally as The Notorious B.I.G., Biggie Smalls, or Biggie, was an American rapper. He is widely considered to be one of the greatest hip-hop artists of all time.
Wallace was born and raised in the Brooklyn borough of New York City. His debut album Ready to Die (1994) made him a central figure in East Coast hip hop and increased New York City's visibility in the genre at a time when West Coast hip hop dominated the mainstream.
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[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Am
Relax and take notes
Bm C
While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Bm
Throw you in a choke: gun smoke, gun smoke
Am
Biggie Smalls for mayor
Bm C
The rap slayer, the hooker layer
Bm
Motherfucker, say your prayers!
Am Bm
"Hail Mary, full of grace," smack the bitch in the face
C Bm
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back
Am Bm
Jab her if she act, funny with the money
C Bm
Oh, you got me mistaken, honey
Am Bm
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
C Bm
The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like The Vapors
Am
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?
Bm C
The head honcho, swift fist, like Camacho
Bm Am
I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics
Bm
"Make up to break up" Niggas need to wake up
C
Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
Bm
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
Am Bm
She don't remember shit, just the two hits
C Bm
Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit
Am Bm
Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick
C Bm
And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rocked quick
Am
I guess I was a combination
Bm
Of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
C Bm
I was humpin' around and jumpin' around
Am Bm
Jacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?"
C Bm
She said, "B-I-G," then I bust in her E-Y-E
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Am Bm
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
C Bm
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Am Bm
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
C Bm
Leave you toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Am Bm
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC
C Bm
G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly
Am Bm
I'm shootin' babies; no ifs, ands, or maybes
C Bm
Hit Mommy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Am Bm
Slit the wrist of little sis, after she sucked the dick
C Bm
I stabbed her brother with a ice pick
Am Bm
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
C bm
But Smalls don't get down like that
Am Bm
Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with a broom
C Bm
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Am
Who you think you're dealin' with?
Bm
Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it
C
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Bm
Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me
Am Bm
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
C Bm
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin'
Am Bm
Because you know I love it young, fresh and green
C Bm
With no hair in between, know what I mean?
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Am Bm
There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'
C
Horse's heads, human sacrifices
Bm
Cannibalism, candles and exorcism
Am
Animals, havin' sex with them
Bm
Camels, mammals and rabbits
C Bm
But I don't get into that; I kicked the habit
Am
I just beat you to death
Bm
With weapons that eat through the flesh
C Bm
And I never eat you unless the fuckin' meat looks fresh
Am
I got a lion in my pocket
Bm
I'm lyin', I got a 9 in my pocket
C Bm
And, baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him
Am Bm
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
C
I got machetes and swords
Bm
For any faggot that said he was raw
Am Bm
My Uzi's heavy as yours; yeah, you met me before
C Bm
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Am
Marshall will step in the door
Bm
I'll lay your head on the floor
C Bm
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Am Bm
Red on the ceiling, red on the floor
C Bm Am
Get a new whore, met on the second, wed on the third
Bm C Bm
Then she's dead on the fourth; I'm dead wrong
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
The weak or the strong
Who got it going on?
You're dead wrong
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Am
Relax and take notes
Bm C
While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Bm
Throw you in a choke: gun smoke, gun smoke
Am
Biggie Smalls for mayor
Bm C
The rap slayer, the hooker layer
Bm
Motherfucker, say your prayers!
Am Bm
"Hail Mary, full of grace," smack the bitch in the face
C Bm
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back
Am Bm
Jab her if she act, funny with the money
C Bm
Oh, you got me mistaken, honey
Am Bm
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
C Bm
The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like The Vapors
Am
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?
Bm C
The head honcho, swift fist, like Camacho
Bm Am
I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics
Bm
"Make up to break up" Niggas need to wake up
C
Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
Bm
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
Am Bm
She don't remember shit, just the two hits
C Bm
Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit
Am Bm
Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick
C Bm
And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rocked quick
Am
I guess I was a combination
Bm
Of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
C Bm
I was humpin' around and jumpin' around
Am Bm
Jacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?"
C Bm
She said, "B-I-G," then I bust in her E-Y-E
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Am Bm
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
C Bm
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Am Bm
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
C Bm
Leave you toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Am Bm
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC
C Bm
G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly
Am Bm
I'm shootin' babies; no ifs, ands, or maybes
C Bm
Hit Mommy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Am Bm
Slit the wrist of little sis, after she sucked the dick
C Bm
I stabbed her brother with a ice pick
Am Bm
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
C bm
But Smalls don't get down like that
Am Bm
Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with a broom
C Bm
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Am
Who you think you're dealin' with?
Bm
Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it
C
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Bm
Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me
Am Bm
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
C Bm
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin'
Am Bm
Because you know I love it young, fresh and green
C Bm
With no hair in between, know what I mean?
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C Bm
You're dead wrong
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Am Bm
There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'
C
Horse's heads, human sacrifices
Bm
Cannibalism, candles and exorcism
Am
Animals, havin' sex with them
Bm
Camels, mammals and rabbits
C Bm
But I don't get into that; I kicked the habit
Am
I just beat you to death
Bm
With weapons that eat through the flesh
C Bm
And I never eat you unless the fuckin' meat looks fresh
Am
I got a lion in my pocket
Bm
I'm lyin', I got a 9 in my pocket
C Bm
And, baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him
Am Bm
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
C
I got machetes and swords
Bm
For any faggot that said he was raw
Am Bm
My Uzi's heavy as yours; yeah, you met me before
C Bm
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Am
Marshall will step in the door
Bm
I'll lay your head on the floor
C Bm
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Am Bm
Red on the ceiling, red on the floor
C Bm Am
Get a new whore, met on the second, wed on the third
Bm C Bm
Then she's dead on the fourth; I'm dead wrong
[Hook: Puff Daddy]
The weak or the strong
Who got it going on?
You're dead wrong
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