Dead Wrong
The Notorious B.I.G.
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Am The weak or the strongBm Who got it going on?C Bm You're dead wrong [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]Am Relax and take notesBm While I take tokes of the marijuanaC smokeBm Throw you in a choke: gun smoke, gun smokeAm Biggie Smalls for mayorBm C The rap slayer, the hooker layerBm Motherfucker, say your prayers!Am Bm "Hail Mary, full of grace," smack the bitch in the faceC Bm Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her backAm Bm Jab her if she act, funny with the moneyC Bm Oh, you got me mistaken, honeyAm Bm I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paperC Bm The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like The VaporsAm Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?Bm The head honcho, swift fist, likeC CamachoBm Am I got so much style I should be down with the StylisticsBm "Make up to break up" Niggas need to wake upC Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizureBm Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesiaAm She don't remember shit, just theBm two hitsC Her hittin' the floor and meBm hittin' the clitAm Sucking on the tits, had the hookerBm beggin' for the dickC And your moms ain't ugly, love, myBm dick got rocked quickAm I guess I was a combinationBm Of House of Pain and Bobby BrownC Bm I was humpin' around and jumpin' aroundAm Bm Jacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?"Continúa después del anuncioC She said, "B-I-G," then I bust inBm her E-Y-E [Hook: Puff Daddy]Am The weak or the strongBm Who got it going on?C Bm You're dead wrong [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]Am When I get dusted, I like to spreadBm the blood like mustardC Trust it, my hardcore rain leavesBm you rustedAm Move over Lucifer, I'm moreBm ruthless, huhC Bm Leave you toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip itAm Bm Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TECC Bm G's disrespect me, my potency is deadlyAm I'm shootin' babies; no ifs, ands,Bm or maybesC Hit Mommy in the tummy if theBm hooker plays a dummyAm Bm Slit the wrist of little sis, after she sucked the dickC Bm I stabbed her brother with a ice pickAm Bm Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back C bm But Smalls don't get down like thatAm Got your father hidin' in a room,Bm fucked him with a broomC Bm Slit him down the back and threw salt in the woundAm Who you think you're dealin' with?Bm Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' itC Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussyBm Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push meAm Bm I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semenC Bm The black demon, got the little hookers screamin'Am Because you know I love it young,Bm fresh and greenC With no hair in between, know whatBm I mean? [Hook: Puff Daddy]Am The weak or the strongBm Who got it going on?C Bm You're dead wrong [Verse 3: Eminem]Am There's several different levels toBm Devil worshippin'C Horse's heads, human sacrificesBm Cannibalism, candles and exorcismAm Animals, havin' sex with themBm Camels, mammals and rabbitsC Bm But I don't get into that; I kicked the habitAm I just beat you to deathBm With weapons that eat through the fleshC And I never eat you unless theBm fuckin' meat looks freshAm I got a lion in my pocketBm I'm lyin', I got a 9 in my pocketC Bm And, baby, I'm just dyin' to cock himAm Bm He's ready for war, I'm ready for warC I got machetes and swordsBm For any faggot that said he was rawAm Bm My Uzi's heavy as yours; yeah, you met me beforeC I just didn't have as large anBm arsenal of weapons beforeAm Marshall will step in the doorBm I'll lay your head on the floorC With your body spread on theBm bedspread, red on the wallAm Bm Red on the ceiling, red on the floorC Bm Get a new whore, met on theAm second, wed on the thirdBm C Then she's dead on the fourth;Bm I'm dead wrong [Hook: Puff Daddy] The weak or the strong Who got it going on? You're dead wrong
Composición: The Notorious B.I.G., Osten Harvey, Marshall Mathers, Al Green y Carl Thompson
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