Victory Lyrics

Victory lyrics

Intro: Notorious B.I.G. 

 One one two 

 Check me out right here yo 

 Verse One: Puff Daddy 

 Yo the sun don't shine forever 

 (BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me) 

 Turn me up yo 

 Can you here me? 

 But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together 

 (BIG: All up in my ears) 

 Better now than never business before pleasure 

 (BIG: The mic is loud but the beats isn't loud) 

 P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? 

 Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight 

 (BIG: YEAH!) 

 So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right 

 Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin 

 (BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up) 

 Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin? 

 (BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) 

 You know that I'm two levels above you baby 

 (BIG: Music's gettin louder) 

 Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby 

 (BIG: This shit is hot!) 

 Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked 

 (BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) 

 And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke 

 So the only thing left now is God for these cats 

 And BIG you know you too hard for these cats 

 I'm a win cause I'm too smart for these cats 

 While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats 

 Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G. 

 In a Commision, you ask for permission to hit em 

 He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em 

 You heard of us, the murderous, most shady 

 Been on the low lately, the feds hate me 

 The son of satan 

 They say my killin's too blatant 

 You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin 

 Duct tapin, your fam destiny 

 lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist 

 Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal 

 Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal 

 Rob a few bars so I can buy a few cars 

 And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes 

 Excellence is my presence, never tense 

 Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick 

 Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike 

 Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson 

 action, pack guns, ridiculous 

 And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch 

 Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch 

 Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso 

 Now you call me Castro, my rap flows 

 militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit 

 Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes 

 You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone 

 Hold hands and say it like me 

 The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic 

 Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic 

 Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit 

 See me, only me 

 The Underboss of this holocaust 

 Truly yours, Frank White 

 Chorus: Busta Rhymes 

 We got the real live shit from front to back 

 To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? 

 Where my niggaz is at? (2X) 

 Where the fuck my bitches at? 

 Where my bitches is at? 

 (repeat all 2X) 

 Verse Three: Puff Daddy 

 Put your money on the table and get your math on 

 Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on 

 See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on 

 There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on 

 I never lose the passion to go platinum 

 Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone 

 Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it 

 to make classics, hotter than acid 

 P-D, rollin on your tape or CD 

 The Billboard killa, no team illa 

 The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel 

 We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle 

 What you can do is check your distribution 

 My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em 

 You ain't gotta like me, you just mad 

 Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be 

 Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G. 

 We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights 

 The heaers in the two-seaters, with two midas 

 Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us 

 P-Diddy run the city, show no pity 

 I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' 

 Matty broke the neck of your coke connect 

 No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish 

 Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish 

 Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe 

 Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops 

 Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him 

 Niggaz step up, we just macin them 

 placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused 

 The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy 

 Business rise, I play men 

 Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men 

 You screamin, I position, competition 

 Nother day in the life of the Comission 

 Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking 

 Aiyyo, can you hear me out there? 

 Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out there 

 That's good, it's all fucked up now 

 Y'all know it's all fucked up now right? 

 What the fuck y'all gonna do now? 

 What I'ma do now? 

 Can y'all hear me out there? 

 Can y'all hear me out there? 

 (?) Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do 

 It's all fucked up now 

 What I'ma do now, huh? 

 What I'ma do now 

 It's all fucked up now