(feat. Biggie Smalls & Jay-Z) 



[Notorious B.I.G.:] 

I'm hard, Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates 

Fuck him, I didn't want to go to Heaven anyway 

But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped 

Talking 'bout some praise the lord shit 

Hail Mary, fuck her, I never knew her 

I'd probably screw her, and dump her body in the sewer 

Our Father – My pops stuck up dope spots 

Big black and mean with the fifth by the gabardine 

What you expected from his next of kin? 

I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican 

I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen 

A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin 

The lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin 

Niggas keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question 

How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop 

and my body start to shake? 



[Joell Ortiz:] 

I ain't here to make friendships 

I'm already cool with a bunch of fool ass niggas that extend clips 

And get they blast on 

You'll be better off walkin' through Manhattan with a Bin Laden mask on 

I walk in the club – hammer's get to passin' 

You walk in to clubs with Hammer – you a has-been 

I'm what's hot now, don't get mad at me 

I'll make sure your ever after ain't happily 

They'll bring flowers, light candles, post pictures up 

Spray paint handball courts – dead nigga stuff 

And you don't want that, so breathe easy, relax 

The shotty make your body real easy to detach 

The doc'll have a hard time trying to put your BACK together 

So get your ACT together, scrap 

Now who had said Puerto Ricans can't rap? (huh?) 

Homeboy please, this is Joell Ortiz 



[Jay-Z:] 

When the gun is tucked, untuck - nigga you die 

It's like numchuks held by the Jet L-I 

I'm the one thus, meanin' no one must try 

No two, no three, no four, know why? 

Because one's four-five might blow yo' high 

You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God 

It's a match made in Heaven when I (bam!) 'splay the seven 

Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11 

Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm 

(bl-blast) that I'm so sin-surr? 

I'm especially Joe Pesci with it friend 

I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again