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Intro: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />One, one two<br />Check me out right here ya'll<br /><br />Verse One: Puff Daddy<br /><br />Yo, the sun don't shine forever<br />(BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me)<br />But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together<br />(BIG: All up in my ears)<br />Better now than never, business before pleasure<br />(BIG: The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)<br />P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?<br />Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight<br />(BIG: YEAH!)<br />So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right<br />Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin<br />(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)<br />Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?<br />(BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)<br />You know that I'm two levels above you baby<br />(BIG: Music's gettin louder)<br />Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby<br />(BIG: This shit is hot!)<br />Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked<br />(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)<br />And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke<br />So the only thing left now is God for these cats<br />And BIG you know you too hard for these cats<br />I'm a wing cause I'm too smart for these cats<br />While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats<br /><br />Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />In a Commision, dont ask for permission to hit em<br />He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em<br />You heard of us, the murderous, most shady<br />Been on the low lately, the feds hate me<br />The sun is ... (blurred) ... they say my killin's too blatant<br />You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin<br />Duct tapin, your fam destiny<br />lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist<br />Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal<br />Gun rest under the vest by the abdominal<br />hum a few bars so I can buy a few cars<br />And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes<br />Excellence is my presence, never tense<br />Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick<br />Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike<br />Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson<br />action, pack guns, ridiculous<br />And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch<br />Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch<br />Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso<br />Now you call me Castro, my rap flows<br />militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit<br />Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes<br />You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone<br />Hold hands and say it like me<br />The mo shady, Frankie baby, fantastic<br />Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic<br />Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit<br />See me, only me<br />The Underboss of this holocaust<br />Truly yours, Frank White<br /><br />Chorus: Busta Rhymes<br /><br />We got the real live shit from front to back<br />To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?<br />Where my niggaz is at? (2X)<br />Where the fuck my bitches at?<br />Where my bitches is at?<br />(repeat all 2X)<br /><br />Verse Three: Puff Daddy<br /><br />Put your money on the table and get your math on<br />Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on<br />See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on<br />There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on<br />I never lose the passion to go platinum<br />Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone<br />Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it<br />to make classics, hotter than acid<br />P-D, rollin on your tape or CD<br />The girl-boy killa, no team illa<br />The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel<br />been hot for a long time burnin like a candle<br />What you can do is check your distribution<br />My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em<br />You ain't gotta like me, you just mad<br />Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be<br /><br />Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights<br />The heatas n the two-seaters, with two midas<br />Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us<br />P-Diddy run the city, show no pity<br />I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'<br />Matty broke the neck of your coke connect<br />No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish<br />Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish<br />Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe<br />Break bread, with the kids, Peniro, sheek loops<br />Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him<br />Niggaz step up, we just macin them<br />placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused<br />The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy<br />Business rise, I play men<br />Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men<br />You screamin, I position, competition<br />Nother day in the life of the Comission<br /><br />Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking<br />Aiyyo, can you hear me out<br />there?<br />Aiyyo turn me up, nobody<br />can hear me out there<br />That's good, it's all fucked<br />up now<br />Y'all know it's all fucked<br />up now right?<br />What the fuck y'all gonna<br />do now?<br />What I'ma do now?<br />Can y'all hear me out there?<br />Can y'all hear me out there?<br /><br />(?) Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do<br /><br />It's all fucked up now<br />What I'ma do now, huh?<br />What I'ma do now<br />It's all fucked up now
New song lyrics
Intro: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />One, one two<br />Check me out right here ya'll<br /><br />Verse One: Puff Daddy<br /><br />Yo, the sun don't shine forever<br />(BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me)<br />But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together<br />(BIG: All up in my ears)<br />Better now than never, business before pleasure<br />(BIG: The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)<br />P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?<br />Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight<br />(BIG: YEAH!)<br />So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right<br />Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin<br />(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)<br />Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?<br />(BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)<br />You know that I'm two levels above you baby<br />(BIG: Music's gettin louder)<br />Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby<br />(BIG: This shit is hot!)<br />Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked<br />(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)<br />And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke<br />So the only thing left now is God for these cats<br />And BIG you know you too hard for these cats<br />I'm a wing cause I'm too smart for these cats<br />While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats<br /><br />Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />In a Commision, dont ask for permission to hit em<br />He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em<br />You heard of us, the murderous, most shady<br />Been on the low lately, the feds hate me<br />The sun is ... (blurred) ... they say my killin's too blatant<br />You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin<br />Duct tapin, your fam destiny<br />lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist<br />Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal<br />Gun rest under the vest by the abdominal<br />hum a few bars so I can buy a few cars<br />And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes<br />Excellence is my presence, never tense<br />Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick<br />Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike<br />Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson<br />action, pack guns, ridiculous<br />And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch<br />Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch<br />Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso<br />Now you call me Castro, my rap flows<br />militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit<br />Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes<br />You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone<br />Hold hands and say it like me<br />The mo shady, Frankie baby, fantastic<br />Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic<br />Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit<br />See me, only me<br />The Underboss of this holocaust<br />Truly yours, Frank White<br /><br />Chorus: Busta Rhymes<br /><br />We got the real live shit from front to back<br />To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?<br />Where my niggaz is at? (2X)<br />Where the fuck my bitches at?<br />Where my bitches is at?<br />(repeat all 2X)<br /><br />Verse Three: Puff Daddy<br /><br />Put your money on the table and get your math on<br />Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on<br />See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on<br />There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on<br />I never lose the passion to go platinum<br />Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone<br />Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it<br />to make classics, hotter than acid<br />P-D, rollin on your tape or CD<br />The girl-boy killa, no team illa<br />The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel<br />been hot for a long time burnin like a candle<br />What you can do is check your distribution<br />My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em<br />You ain't gotta like me, you just mad<br />Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be<br /><br />Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G.<br /><br />We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights<br />The heatas n the two-seaters, with two midas<br />Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us<br />P-Diddy run the city, show no pity<br />I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'<br />Matty broke the neck of your coke connect<br />No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish<br />Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish<br />Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe<br />Break bread, with the kids, Peniro, sheek loops<br />Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him<br />Niggaz step up, we just macin them<br />placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused<br />The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy<br />Business rise, I play men<br />Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men<br />You screamin, I position, competition<br />Nother day in the life of the Comission<br /><br />Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking<br />Aiyyo, can you hear me out<br />there?<br />Aiyyo turn me up, nobody<br />can hear me out there<br />That's good, it's all fucked<br />up now<br />Y'all know it's all fucked<br />up now right?<br />What the fuck y'all gonna<br />do now?<br />What I'ma do now?<br />Can y'all hear me out there?<br />Can y'all hear me out there?<br /><br />(?) Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do<br /><br />It's all fucked up now<br />What I'ma do now, huh?<br />What I'ma do now<br />It's all fucked up now
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