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Funkmaster Flex
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The Wickedest
作詞：Calvin Lebron, Combs Sean Puffy, Jonathan Owens, Wallace Christopher
Hold up, shut this shit down, it's goin' down, baby
Funk Flex, we about to black out to fuckin' Brooklyn
With my nigga, Mister Cee 'cause you know
How the fuck I get down, big dog, pitbull status, nigga
Yeah, you're now enterin' the mode of the Notorious Biggie Smalls
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, representin'
This one goin' out to Brooklyn, y'all know what time it is
It's goin' out to all the gangsters
All the pimps and players, hoes and bitches
Y'all know what time it is, so this what I want y'all to do
I want y'all to grab y'all Dutch Masters
And y'all White Owls and y'all Phillies, mmm
Get you a fat sack, a pint of Hennessey
And lay back, gon' do this one for my man, Mister Cee
Representin' all day, everyday
And all you other tape niggaz
And bootleggers stay in the house
'Cause Brooklyn got this shit locked down
So any time you're ready, Mister Cee
We gon' get hardcore on these homos
Like I said before, Junior M.A.F.I.A. click
Hardcore, uhh, representin'
Biggie Smalls in the house
Uhh, check it, huh
Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggaz say I'm pussy? I dare you to stick your dick in this
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If I was pussy I'd be filled with syphillis
Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia, gettin' rid of ya
Got it locked like the penitentiary
Niggaz mention me for M.C. execution, who you choosin'?
The wack MC or the black fat MC?
Jack Dempsey would start shakin'
All it's takin' is some marijuana and I'm makin'
MC's break fast like flapjacks and bacon
Backspins to windmill, who's still the gin drinker?
Ill thinker, explodin' when the paper hits the ink, uhh
Take your gangsta chronicles, turn to page 666
Holocaust, Big, the merciless
Niggaz, press they luck and they get a buttfuck in
Straight up the ass, raw dog with the rash
And I don't fuck wit' the condoms
The condoms is a problem from the AIDS gettin' sprayed
Diseases, Big pleases, MC's across the seas
Is just the way I clutch my prey, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowin' niggaz out the frame, simple and plain
But gettin' back to the black, rhinocerous of rap
Big took a loss, how preposterous is that nigga?
Recognize, Notorious Biggie Smalls
Ninety-four, 'Ready to Die'
Y'all niggaz hold y'all heads
Mister Cee, set it off, baby, pop
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