text: Yo
  We up in the basement, you know what Im saying?
  DJ Enuff, my man Fresco
  This is just me, the Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
  Introducing the black bastard from Bedrock
  Guaranteed to make heads rock, tote Glocks
  Drop cops that mistake me for Rodney
  Strictly head shots, I knock the twist out your dreadlocks
  Who got the props? Biggie Who got the Glock? Biggie But who is he?
  You cant get my description, you need a prescription
  Two doses of the ferocious
  Feel the weight when Im crushing em, bumrushing em
  Stuffing em, I put the pressure on em, hon
  Lord a mercy, Jesus Christ, Hes just nice, he just slice like a Ginsu
  Its me, the Notorious B.I.G-G.I.E Smalls, yo!
  This is for chumps that dont know who I am
  I had a song on the soundtrack Whos The Man?
  The single was dope, but the movie didnt slam
  Emcees is like JJs moms, Damn, damn damn!
  Is it because I rip the props or beat the cops?
  I got more dough than a pizza shop
  Biggie Smalls is the illest
  Your style is played out like Arnold and that whatchu talkin bout Willis?
  7 Mac Elevens, 8 .38s nine 9s, ten MAC 10s, the guns never end!
  Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
  The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks
  Huh, thats how I got the weed spot
  I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the Lambsbread
  Lil Gotti got the shotty to your body
  So dont resist or you might miss Christmas
  I tote guns, I make number runs
  I give MCs the runs dripping
  When I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
  Everybody hit the D-E-C-K!