Junior M.A.F.I.A. — Highest Title

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.] Yeah Niggas know what time it is Junior M.A.F.I.A. in the motherfuckin' house Talkin' a dangerous crew Junior M.A.F.I.A., my man Mad Klep Stealing everything in sight Niggas know the pedigree, B-town, represent All day every day, know what I'm saying? B-Town Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Kleptomaniac] Yo I get money, paid in full I got it made, Brooklyn finest Grinding, think I could beat Mike Tyson A magnificent, it ain't hard to tell I never changed, live the life of an outlaw You think the world is your's? Pause, you just a sucker MC Shagging for beats, back you down in the club Put your hands where my eyes can see The most beautiful-est thing is my beliefs Like "fuck the police", life's a everyday struggle Girls be nothing but trouble, bitches ain't shit If I ruled the world we'd thug them gold digger ladies first You think I need a girl? Check yourself, it's a cold world I move through it like the Daytona 500 A hundred miles and runnin' Girls, they love me, Mr. Big-Stuff Put it in your mouth Handle, B-I, B-I? Knock yourself out I'm a P-I-M-P, buck buck once The type of guy to take a big over and toss it up [Hook: Kleptomaniac, (The Notorious B.I.G.)] Yo, yo, yo, yo I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title (You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac!) I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title (You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga! What? Uh) [Verse 2: Kleptomaniac] The ruler is back, it's the big payback My A to the K go ratatatat, react Where my dogs at, on the Ready to Die tip No U-N-I-T-Y shit, tear the club up Ride or die bitch Warning, this is a takeover I ain't no joke, mastered the art of storytelling Three times sold Bowed and powder, explosive vocab, world renown Bow down, you can't touch this, how you like me now? I move the crowd (what), check the rhymes of a mastermind Through a Hail Mary changed the scorn, it's just half time The last real nigga alive with a New York state of mind You was just frontin', now you a customer hypnotized Watch them niggas wild out excited Sometimes I rhyme slow, illustrious Don't worry just don't bite it All eyes on me, patiently waiting My name is Klep the dream shatterer, so what you sayin? [Hook: Kleptomaniac, (The Notorious B.I.G.)] Yo, yo, yo, yo I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title (You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac!) I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno I'm your idol, the highest title (You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga! What? Uh) [Verse 3: Kleptomaniac] Who shot ya? I shot ya with one hand on the pump Go see the doctor? Never, I got your body in the trunk Five minutes of funk, what y'all niggas wanna do Wonder if heaven got a ghetto, they reminisce over you? Just another day in Brooklyn Zoo, puffing the Chronic I get high, hit 'em up plus I saw a man die You gonna get your's, I'm a rebel without applause Bring the noise, I'm on criminology, quiet storm (woo, uh) My UZI weighs a ton, public enemy number one Ghetto superstar, everything remains raw Rated R New York, New York, L.A. L.A Walk this way, players brawl, today was a good day Can it be that simple? Street dreams got me thug mansions Bling bling, horse and carriage, boom with Simms flasks A master, peel, I'm real, you're still not a player forever Peace out at Sean Award, tour's gone until November [Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.] Yeah There you have it, Junior M.A.F.I.A. strikes again, you know what fucking time it is Yeah Yeah Yeah Face down nigga, all you other niggas better go back to the motherfucking lab Brush up on y'all gangster shit Niggas know where all the richest niggas from, motherfucker Brookyln style, representing, slittin' motherfucking wrists All you bitch-ass niggas better lay the fuck down and recognize Word to mother The shit is real Uh, what, what, what? Uh, uh You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga! Yo, load up the motherfucking clips man, cock the gats boy You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga! Junior M.A.F.I.A. in the motherfucking house You can't fuck with the Kleptomaniac, nigga! Blaow, now it's all over You can't fuck with the... Yeah Pack up your shit baby, we finna get the fuck up outta here