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