Intro: [the notorious b.i.g.]
Some junior mafia $%&^x right here
We just gonna set it off

We's know the deal
This $%&^x is real
On this end, uh

%#@! is real on this end
No friends, j-m
(%#@! it real on this end)

%#@! is real on this end
(%#@! is real on this end)
No friends, j-m


Verse one: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #1]
Got into my mind

%#@! is smoked up, my sight is blind
@@#! back the nine,
Cuz i might not like what i find

Murders i seen, killer fiend
Through the endosheen
Mean burst into flying milloteen

Into see i sit, till i'm rit
I use the gun and slip exhale
Hollow tits

Rub my pointer angle
This must be the devil's triangle
Confused, so i mangle

Demons i had to strangle
Profession hit man,
And so they guns

Multi clips
I grab my gats
Got go back and let him pull it


Verse two: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #2]
I said i'm rough a real (*##$

^!$$%, you better back up
With the four-four devid loaded
So $%&^$%&^$%&^$%&^x slack up

I $%&^x the raps and craps
Give me my snaps
(*##$es wanting the claps

Cuz i'm leaving them with $%&^$%&^x gats
I write rhymes, the $%&^ mind
The maintain mind

The rag around my head is for the gang sign
So with the bottom lick the sha body shody
Fear nobody at less catch $%&^$%&^x bodies

On all you (*##$es, gang-bangers, snitches
I get so $#&@ed up i don't know
Which, which, is which is

Loss need a part of me
Trifling and stifling
Mc's on they $$#

Two snakes in the $%&^$%&^x grass, ^!$$%

Interlude: [the notorious b.i.g.]

Do you know what time is is?
No friends, j-m


Chorus: [the notorious b.i.g.]
(what you want?)
Yo keys, g-s 3's, the papes

Busing in (*##$es
Making imperionts late
Cleaning out cribs

!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective


(what you want?)
The keys, g-s 3's, the papes

Busing in (*##$es
Making impirionts late
Cleaning out cribs

!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective

Verse three: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #3]

(lost)
The dirty ^!$$%, trigger
$#&@ the looking good %#@!
I rather grab my gat
And $%&^x bull%#@!

Heat i keep
When i creep
Using to sneak into leting kept treck
And count them greens
A ^!$$% drops

I wish it was the cops
%#@! is hot
The mother$#&@ing block, lock

Verse four: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #4]

Wicked creator
Life eliminator
Continue to sinue
Murders on a menu
Which get in you
Meet the boom on the stab

On blood harvester tomb
Catch a body ever full moon
Mc's with temptaion
They're part, afixiation
Snake relation
Like proper damn nation
Since birth

On this scortched dirt
Badness with the lyricals
Pocket full of miricles
I'm sick, and sick of being tired
Ain't a soul i fear
Too tired to care
And sunwise

To let my tepature rise
Eagle eyes
Don't believe in me
Believe your eyes
Should i cry?
Cuz i wet a ^!$$% then he die
So $%&^x my lie roll up and get high


Chorus: [the notorious b.i.g.]
(what you want?)
The keys, g-s 3's, the papes
Busing in (*##$es
Making imperionts late
Cleaning out cribs

!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective

The keys, g-s 3's, the papes
Busing in (*##$es
Making impirionts late

Cleaning out cribs
!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective

Verse five: [junior m.a.f.i.a. member #5]
How cause dirty bodies and blood clots
Very busses and buck shots
@@#! gluts and run the block
^!$$%s in they clean they clucks
^!$$%s can see me nuts
Let it get hot
Murder mo ^!$$%s and gotta load of reps
She think mets and cot
Because i only get drastic
So who hasta, black plastic
Specs in the back with all the caskets
Who can be mo killa?
Blood spilla?
Clips with hollow points
So when a ^!$$% slips
He $%&^xx like he's got salmonela
Danger approaches
Checking for who gets closest
You're closest to get my focus
Smoke the rookies like roaches
Who can cause more terror then this
Like a full terrorist
Breaking ^!$$%s like matches
Broken $%&^$%&^x appoaches
And you know this
^!$$% lets it increase
With mo heat than a heater
'specialy when i got my milometer
Burning up these ^!$$%s like vd
These ^!$$%s try to see me
Now i'm making benders like houdini

Chorus: [the notorious b.i.g.]
(what you want?)
The keys, g-s 3's, the papes
Busing in (*##$es
Making imperionts late
Cleaning out cribs
!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective

(what you want?)
The keys, g-s 3's, the papes
Busing in (*##$es
Making impirionts late
Cleaning out cribs
!@&@e crums off the plate
^!$$%s real protctive
Young g's perspective, uh

Outro: [the notorious b.i.g.]
No doubt, no doubt
The bay area meets bedstop
Black jack
Junior m.a.f.i.a.
Frank white is the $#&@er
Keeping it real for the 9-6 until, uh
Yeah, no friends, j-m
Uh, no friends, j-m
I lead a black jack
Uh, no friends, j-m
Uh, the snakes
No friends, j-m, uh
No friends, j-m, uh
Uh, no friends j-m