Dead Wrong lyrics

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy]

Bad Boy, baby

Yeah, yeah

Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah

B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000 again

Yeah

[Chorus: Puff Daddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]

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: The Notorious B.I.G.]

Relax and take notes (ah!)

While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke

Throw you in a choke—gunsmoke, gunsmoke

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 (Uh-huh)

The Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors

Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?

The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho

I got so much styles (Uh) 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 (Yeah)

Sucking on the tits (Uh), 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 jumpin' around

Jacked her, then, I asked her, "Who's the man?" (Mmm)

She said, "B-I-G," then I bust in her E-Y-E

(Yo, Big, you're dead wrong!)

[Chorus: Puff Daddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You're dead wrong

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]

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, unh

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 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 my dick

I stabbed her brother with the ice pick

Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back

But Smalls don't get down like that (ehh, uh-uh)

Found your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with a 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?

[Hook: Puff Daddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby)

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Ladies and gentlemen...)

You're dead wrong

[Verse 3: Eminem]

There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'

Horses' 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

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'll 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: Puff Daddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)

You're dead wrong

The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)

Who got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)

You're dead wrong

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You're dead wrong (C'mon)

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You're dead wrong (C'mon)

Yo Big, you're dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You're dead wrong (*repeat to fade*)

[Outro: Puff Daddy]

We won't stop, 'cause we can't stop

• Artist:The Notorious B.I.G.
• Album:Curtain Call: The Hits (Deluxe Edition)