The Notorious B.I.G. - Diary Of A Madman (Dead Wrong) lyrics

Oh yeah, don't forget my retainer
OK, I understand you guys
Are pleading insanity
Claiming demonic spirit's possessed you
To do these
Hideous murders can you please explain
To this court how these so-called spirit's
Made you into these raving madmen?

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

Can you please explain to this court
When these problems first began?

When I get dusted
I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves ya rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh
Leave you toothless, you'll kibbitz
I'll flip it tears don't affect me, I hit
'em with the TEC, g
Disrespect me, my potency is deadly
I'm shootin' babies no ifs, ands, or maybes
Hit Mommy in the tummy if
The hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the dick
I stabbed her brother with the ice pick
Because he wanted me to fuck
Him from the back
But Smalls don't get down like that
Got your father hidin' in a room
Fucked him with a broom
Slit him down the back and
Threw salt in the wound
Who you think you're dealin' with?
Anybody step into my path
Is fuckin' feelin' it
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Stab you 'til you're gushy
So please don't pushh me
I'm using rubbers so they
Won't trace the semen the black demon
Got the little hooker screamin'
Because you know I love it young
Fresh and green
With no hair in between, know what I mean?

Gunshots guilty! Next case