Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C           Bm
You're dead wrong

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
                Am
Relax and take notes
               Bm                     C
While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
                 Bm
Throw you in a choke: gun smoke, gun smoke
Am
Biggie Smalls for mayor
Bm                             C
The rap slayer, the hooker layer
Bm
Motherfucker, say your prayers!
Am                           Bm
"Hail Mary, full of grace," smack the bitch in the face
C                           Bm
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back
Am                  Bm
Jab her if she act, funny with the money
C                        Bm
Oh, you got me mistaken, honey
Am                     Bm
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
C                        Bm
The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like The Vapors
Am
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?
Bm                                 C
The head honcho, swift fist, like Camacho
Bm                     Am
I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics
Bm
"Make up to break up" Niggas need to wake up
             C
Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure
                Bm
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
                   Am                  Bm
She don't remember shit, just the two hits
                 C                        Bm
Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit
             Am                       Bm
Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick
              C                      Bm
And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rocked quick
Am
I guess I was a combination
Bm
Of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
C                          Bm
I was humpin' around and jumpin' around
Am                             Bm
Jacked her, then I asked her, "Who's the man?"
             C                            Bm
She said, "B-I-G," then I bust in her E-Y-E

[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C           Bm
You're dead wrong

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
           Am                                       Bm
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
              C                          Bm
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
 Am                         Bm
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
C                            Bm
Leave you toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Am                          Bm
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC
 C                       Bm
G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly
Am                                      Bm
I'm shootin' babies; no ifs, ands, or maybes
                 C                            Bm
Hit Mommy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
 Am                          Bm
Slit the wrist of little sis, after she sucked the dick
C                              Bm
I stabbed her brother with a ice pick
Am                       Bm
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
C                           bm
But Smalls don't get down like that
Am                                  Bm
Got your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with a broom
      C                       Bm
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Am
Who you think you're dealin' with?
Bm
Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it
C
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Bm
Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me
Am                         Bm
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
       C                  Bm
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin'
Am                                           Bm
Because you know I love it young, fresh and green
         C                            Bm
With no hair in between, know what I mean?

[Hook: Puff Daddy]
Am
The weak or the strong
Bm
Who got it going on?
C           Bm
You're dead wrong

[Verse 3: Eminem]
          Am                                 Bm
There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'
C
Horse's heads, human sacrifices
Bm
Cannibalism, candles and exorcism
Am
Animals, havin' sex with them
Bm
Camels, mammals and rabbits
C                            Bm
But I don't get into that; I kicked the habit
           Am
I just beat you to death
       Bm
With weapons that eat through the flesh
             C                         Bm
And I never eat you unless the fuckin' meat looks fresh
          Am
I got a lion in my pocket
       Bm
I'm lyin', I got a 9 in my pocket
            C                 Bm
And, baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him
       Am                  Bm
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
          C
I got machetes and swords
          Bm
For any faggot that said he was raw
  Am                       Bm
My Uzi's heavy as yours; yeah, you met me before
       C                                  Bm
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Am
Marshall will step in the door
Bm
I'll lay your head on the floor
C                                         Bm
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Am                 Bm
Red on the ceiling, red on the floor
C                  Bm                    Am
Get a new whore, met on the second, wed on the third
Bm                             C           Bm
Then she's dead on the fourth; I'm dead wrong

[Hook: Puff Daddy]
The weak or the strong
Who got it going on?
You're dead wrong