Eminem – Dead Wrong Remix ft The Notorious B.I.G.

Highly talented American rapper and songwriter, Eminem collides with The Notorious B.I.G. to create this song titled “Dead Wrong (Remix)”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Curtain Call: The Hits (Deluxe Edition)” was officially released on 6 December 2005.

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LYRICS

Bad Boy, baby

Yeah, yeah

Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah

B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000

Born Again. C’mon

 

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong

 

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, capisce-ah? I’m out like The Vapors

Who’s the one you call Mr. Macho?

The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho

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 hits

Her hittin’ the floor and me hittin’ the clits

Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin’ for the dick

And your moms ain’t ugly, love, my dick got rock 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 her man?” She said, “B-I-G,”

Then I bust in her E-Y-E

 

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)

You’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You’re dead wrong

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You’re dead wrong

 

When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard

Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted

Move over, Lucifer, I’m more ruthless, uh

Leave you toothless, you’ll kibitz, I’ll flip it

Tears don’t affect me, I hit ’em with the TEC, G’s

Disrespect me, my potency is deadly

I’m shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes

Hit mummy 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

Come on

But Smalls don’t get down like that

What a shit

Found your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom

Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound

That’s right

Who you think you’re dealing with?

Anybody step into my path is fucking feeling it

Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy

Stab you ’til you’re gushy, so please don’t push me

Work and pleasure

I’m using rubbers so they won’t trace the semen

The black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)

Because you know I love it young, fresh and green

With no hair in between, know what I mean?

The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You’re dead wrong)

You’re dead wrong Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on?

(This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)

You’re dead wrong Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong who got it going on?

(Ladies and gentlemen…) You’re dead wrong

 

There’s several different levels to Devil worshiping

Horses’ heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism

Animals, having sex with ’em, camels, mammals and rabbits

But I don’t get into that, I kicked the habit

I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh

And I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh

I got a lion in my pocket, I’m lyin’, I got a .9 in my pocket

And baby, I’m just dyin’ to cock him

He’s ready for war, I’m ready for war

I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw

My Uzi’s heavy as yours, yeah you met me before

I just didn’t have as large an arsenal of weapons before

Marshall will step in the door, I’ll lay your head on the floor

With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall

Red on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore

Met on the second, wed on the third, then she’s dead on the fourth

I’m dead wrong!

 

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (You’re dead wrong)

You’re dead wrong

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)

You’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)

Who got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)

You’re dead wrong

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong (C’mon)

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong (C’mon)

Yo Big, you’re dead wrong

The weak or the strong

Who got it going on?

You’re dead wrong [repeat to fade]

 

We won’t stop, ’cause we can’t stop