The Wickedest Lyrics

The Wickedest lyrics

[Funkmaster Flex]
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!

[Notorious B.I.G.]
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

[The
Notorious B.I.G.]
Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggaz say I'm pussy?  I
dare you to stick your dick in this
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..

{*Funk Flex
scratches the end*