The Notorious B.I.G.
Lord Doom-Republic Credits
[Intro: Lord Doom]
Yo, this is Lord Doom
Bout to spit some heat
What you gotta repeat
All the time
Here we go
Bout to get nasty on this

[Verse: Lord Doom]
Yo, yo
I be dreaming bout jewels
Big money cause cash rules
Driving Alfred in this bitch
Been schooling mad fools since high school
Keeping these bars cool like whirlpool
Refrigerator
I be bad like Terminator
The excellent eliminator
Of wack MC who try to be an impersonator of me
The lyrical MC from MD
Scratch the limit when it comes to Lord Doom
I'm setting footprints on the moon
Thesе beats I find tune
I'm the goon from black lagoon
March in thе platoon or get left in the dust like a buffoon
Old school, new school, I'm bout to duck hoes
If you know, you know
Spitting rhymes in the cafeteria
Oh shit
The flow sicker than chlamydia
Hypothermia
Left in your bones
I sip [?]
Camp in your dome
And if you come home then I leave you ODing
Like foam, from the mouth
[?] this the life that I'm about
Man I've been searching for clout
I am the feeling, the mass villain
Leaving all your blood spilling
Because killings killing
But for now, I'm just chilling
The illest, the chillest
No other one could feel this
The ladies with the kiss
I'm mad bliss
And if you hate this than piss on fucking this

[Pre-Verse]
Check the motherfucking heat
Leave the record on repeat
Conceal my identity
All discrete
Yea
Pass it to the don

[Verse 2: Big Pun]
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picassos
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (wooo!)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the-
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin' NARCs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young, I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (hahahaha)
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, ugh (c'mon)
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (wooo!)
Pinky-ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as-as RuPaul's
[Chorus: Puff Daddy]
C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

[Refrain: Puff Daddy Lil' Kim]
Now, what y'all wanna do?
It's all about the Benjamins, baby
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins, baby
Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
It's all about the Benjamins, baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (Uh, uh)

[Verse 3: RETONIC]
Man its Retonic
Light years ahead like sonic
Such a sick flow
Highly Bubonic I'm on it
Yes the rapping goes on and on and on
Man I be working 'til five in the morning
Bust off without a warning
Apollo
Remember Backyardigans
Yea fuck with my n***a Pablo
Yo hablo
Spanish with ease
Busting off quick as a breeze
Better duck quick when I squeeze
The mic
I got flavor like Mike and Ike
Man I think I'm getting popular with all these likes
Sike
Feeling like B Rabbit, in eight mile
Yes its pretty wild the way she smiles
Suck my dick then she was pretty mild
Pissed off so much I might just hit a child with a car
Quoting Anthony, you know who you are
But let me change the topic
[Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G]
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole (uhh), undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (Uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that whole life, we push weight (Uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes in Penn State (C'mon)
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Playa haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what?

[Outro]
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby) yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Yeah, yeah yeah