The Notorious B.I.G. Machine Gun Funk Lyrics
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps
But I can't feel that hardcore appeal
that you're screamin, baby I'm dreamin
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MCs got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let n____z know..that if you f___ with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that a__ like a wedgie
Says who? says me, the lyrical
n____z sayin "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle!"
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for n____z actin shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is
Natural to eat you n____z like chocolates
The funk baby.
[Chorus X8: sampled]
{I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk}
All I want is b____es, big booty b____es
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack gats, to stop all the snitches
From stayin in my business, what is this? Relentless
approach, to know if I'm broke or not
Just cause I joke and smoke a lot
Don't mean I don't tote the glock
Sixteen shots for my n____z in the pen
Until we m_________in meet again
Huh, I'm doin rhymes now, f___ the crimes now
Come on the ave, I'm real hard to find now
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
In the land cruiser jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats
For the jackers, the jealous a__ crackers in the *car sirens* (blue suits)
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof
Hold ya head, cause when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and b____es suckin d___
The funk baby.
[Chorus X8]
So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side
How I smoked funk, smacked b____es on the backside
Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a n____ wan' test
The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a m_________in helicopter
That's why I pack a nina, f___ a misdeameanor
Beatin m_________ers like Ike beat Tina
(What's love got to do?)
When I'm rippin all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin by the tons
n____z wanna know, how I live the mack life
Making money smoking mics like crack pipes
It's type simple and plain to maintain
I add a little funk to the brain
The funk baby.
[Chorus til fade]
[Outro:]
The funk baby
'94? Junior M.A.F.I.A. in the m_________in house
Mo Bee got beats
Bad Boy full effect
Biggie Smalls, uh
The funk baby
The s___ gon' pump baby
Machine Gun Funk, baby
The funk baby..
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