text: Verse 1: 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, Im more ruthless, huh
  Leave you toothless, youll kibbitz, Ill flip it
  Tears dont affect me, I hit em with the TEC
  Gs disrespect me, my potency is deadly
  Im 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 the dick
  I stabbed her brother with the ice pick
  Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
  But Smalls dont get down like that
  Verse 2: 2pac
  Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks
  I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches
  I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do
  Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
  A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box
  You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx
  And I, You really dont want none from Pac
  Cause Ill be strapped wit a Glock
  And throw thangs like Im born to box
  Ill hit this motherfuckin gin then Ill be all in
  Hell yeah, Young niggas straight ballin
  And everybody wants to see if Im a g weighin 165
  And Im high til I fuckin die
  Busta Rhymes :
  OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
  OHH! Too late for niggas to get religious and start readin they Bible
  OHH! See you can yell like other niggas, your pickin a dirty psycho
  OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
  Verse 3: 2pac
  Walkin through the cemetery, talkin to my homies that was buried
  See my enemies wanna see me dead, I aint worried, forgive me
  Please give me shelter, calm my fears
  Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears
  I see bodies gettin splashed, with acid
  2 shots rang from the plastic Glock, wrapped in plastic
  Buried the bastard, time to notify
  His family, sheeit, aint nothing left to be identified
  Evacuate the crime scene fast
  Why, I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass
  Why, I wont touch down til I see Tijuana
  Set up shop selling them crooked cops marijuana
  Label me a success, I made the switch
  Retired from the life that never gave me shit
  But cash that I couldnt spend, countless cars
  An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star
  Busta Rhymes:
  OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
  OHH! Too late for niggas to get religious and start readin they Bible
  OHH! See you can yell like other niggas, your pickin a dirty psycho
  OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
  Verse 4: 2pac
  Just holla my name
  And witness game official
  Niggas is so shame
  They stare stiff like scared bitches
  While I remain inside a paradox
  Gone my block
  Though gun shots is promised to me when will I stop
  I hit the weed
  And hope to god I can fly high
  Witness my enemies
  Die when I ride by
  They shouldnta tried me
  Send they bodies to they parents up north
  With they faces they wrists and they nuts cut off
  Fuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons
  Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitchesll come
  Bust ma gun make em all scatta
  Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta
  Eat her dead bee-yatch
  Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G
  When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
  Just in case dread wanna riff
  He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
  Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
  Thats a real nigga for ya
  Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
  Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
  She dont give a fuck about your ass anyway
  Busta Rhymes :
  OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
  OHH! Too late for niggas to get religious and start readin they Bible
  OHH! See you can yell like other niggas, your pickin a dirty psycho
  OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho