Featuring: Korn

Producer: Korn Scram Jones

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Niggas in my faction don't like askin' questions
Strictly gun-testin', coke-measurin'
Givin' pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hittin' fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig-piece, nigga decease
Muah, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Lear; yes, my dear
Shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your bloodclaat cryin'
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin', no lyin'
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big Dangerous, you're just a Lil Vicious
As I leave my competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success escalator style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all
Death controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all, uhh
I spit phrases that'll thrill you
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you

[Chorus: Korn]
You ain't nobody, get smashed by the drop top
'Cause you got the wrong colors on the wrong block
Nobody, see, you can run but you can't hide
'Cause the rebel boy won't be denied
You ain't nobody, here today, gone tomorrow
Lights out, I don't care who you are
You ain't nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, no, you're just a memory

[Verse 2: Korn]
6 in the morning, feds at my door
Grab your guns and hide the work, we're going to war
Did the landlord flip and lose her mind?
It's got to be her that dropped the dime
Bitch, please, 6 G's, every month, cold cash
You done fucked around and got a nigga dipping in the stash
If I'ma catch a case, you gon' have to catch me fast
But how you gon' do that floatin' in the blood bath?
Hold on, I hear the helicopters comin'
See, it's a hundred cops, they runnin'
They got the dogs and the warrant for my arrest
But they just don't know that I'm a hard pimp to catch
I wipe my finger prints off of the safe, hell
I strike a match and burn this whole fucking place down

[Chorus: Korn]
You ain't nobody, get smashed by the drop top
'Cause you got the wrong colors on the wrong block
Nobody, see, you can run but you can't hide
'Cause the rebel boy won't be denied
You ain't nobody, here today, gone tomorrow
Lights out, I don't care who you are
You ain't nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, no, you're just a memory

[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
You can be the shit, flash the fattest five (that's right)
Have the biggest dick, but when your shell get hit (Ha)
You ain't worth spit, just a memory
Remember he used to push the champagne Range (I 'member that)
Silly cat, wore suede in the rain
Swear he put the G in game, had the Gucci frame
Before Dana Dane, thought he ran with Kane
I can't recall his name (What was his name?), you mean that kid
That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
Gettin' his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine?
A fuckin' shame, duke's a lame, what's his name?
Dark-skin Jermaine, see what I mean?

[Chorus: Korn]
You ain't nobody, get smashed by the drop top
'Cause you got the wrong colors on the wrong block
Nobody, see, you can run but you can't hide
'Cause the rebel boy won't be denied
You ain't nobody, here today, gone tomorrow
Lights out, I don't care who you are
You ain't nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, no, you're just a memory

The Notorious B.I.G.

Considered by many to be one of the greatest rappers of all time, The Notorious B.I.G. was a major figure in both hardcore hip-hop and 90’s pop music until his murder in 1997 at age 24. He’s best known for his #1 hits “Hypnotize” and “Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems,” his top 10 hits “One More Chance (Stay with Me Remix)” and “Big Poppa,” and his iconic early single “Juicy.”

In addition to his crossover hits, Biggie is known for innovative multi-syllabic lyricism and creative storytelling techniques, heard on critical favorites like “Warning,” “Suicidal Thoughts,” “Ten Crack Commandments,” “I Got A Story To Tell,” and “Gimme The Loot.”

As a teenager, Brooklyn native Christopher Wallace started rapping as Biggie Smalls, the name of a mobster character in the 1975 action comedy Let’s Do It Again. He recorded a demo with local Bed-Stuy DJ 50 Grand, which caught the attention of Mister Cee, who was well-known as Big Daddy Kane’s DJ. Cee introduced his demo to the industry, landing him a spot in The Source’s coveted “Unsigned Hype” column in the magazine’s March 1992 issue. Sean “Puffy” Combs, a successful A&R, also heard the demo and signed Big to Uptown Records.