Dead Wrong
NickT Records/Notorious B.I.G Lyrics


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Bad boy baby
Yeah, yeah
Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah
Yeah, B.I.G. 2000
B.I.G. 2000 Born Again, c'mon, yeah

The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?)
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (come on, who got it goin' 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 (uh huh)
Funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, capisce-ha? (yeah) 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 hits
Her hittin' the floor, and me hittin' the clit'
Suckin' 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 "Jump-in' Around"
Jacked her then I asked her who's the 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 goin' on?
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)
You're dead wrong (Born Again)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?)
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' 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 your toothless, you'll kibbitz, 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 shootin' 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 icepick
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
But Smalls don't get down like that
Found your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with the 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 push me
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin' (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 goin' on? (you're dead wrong)
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (This 2000, Bad Boy forever)
You're dead wrong (come on)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?)
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (ladies and gentlemen)
You're dead wrong

There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'
Horse's heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism
Animals, havin' 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 fuckin', 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 (ooh)
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 lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin', 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 goin' on? (you're dead wrong)
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Born Again, yeah)
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong (come on)

The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (uh huh, uh)
You're dead wrong (we won't stop, 'cause we can't stop)
The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong (yo Big, you're dead wrong)




The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong

Overall Meaning

"Dead Wrong" is a song by The Notorious B.I.G. featuring Eminem, released posthumously in 1999. The song is an amalgamation of recording sessions from two rap icons, with Biggie's verses recorded in 1995 and Eminem's verses recorded in 1998. The song's lyrics are laced with shockingly graphic comments about murder, sex, devil-worship, and even cannibalism. The chorus of the song repeats the line "You're dead wrong" throughout, which reflects the nihilistic view that permeates the entire song.


In the verses, both rappers display their verbal prowess and lyrical dexterity, delivering lines with technical efficiency and bravado. However, the song's subject matter is dark and disturbing, depicting violence and misogyny, giving us an abstract view of the world through Biggie's and Em's eyes. "Dead Wrong" may be viewed as a commentary on the state of rap and the industry's darker side, contrasting the success of songs about selling drugs and violent crimes with the consequences they have on society.


Line by Line Meaning

Bad boy baby
Addressing his association with Bad Boy Records and his persona as a 'bad boy'.


The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?) You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (come on, who got it goin' on?)
Asking who between the weak and the strong is superior and then affirming that the answer is not the weak.


Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
Telling the listener to calm down and learn from his music while he himself smokes marijuana. He then describes using violence and guns to intimidate others.


Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer, motherfucker say your prayers
Boasts about his rap skills and nicknamed 'The hooker layer'. He then threatens others who criticize him.


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 (uh huh)
Juxtaposes a religious reference with committing a violent act against a woman and then stealing from her.


Funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, capisce-ha? (yeah) I'm out like, "The Vapors"
Denies the accusation of rape but admits to being after the woman's money, referencing a Visa card, and he is only interested in short-term gains.


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
Asks who is considered a tough guy and then claims the title. He compares himself to lightweight boxer Camacho and then brags about his style like an R&B group named 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
References the phrase 'make up to break up', suggesting that relationships are doomed to fail. He then brags about his use of drugs and violence, and goes on to insult the mother of one of his rivals.


She don't remember shit, just the two hits Her hittin' the floor, and me hittin' the clit' Suckin' on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love, my dick got rock quick
Boasts about his sexual prowess and his ability to seduce a woman. He insults the listener's mother before bragging about his own attraction to her.


I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was "Humpin' Around" and "Jump-in' Around" Jacked her then I asked her who's the man, she said, "B-I-G" Then I bust in her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong)
Compares his music to two other acts and then describes having sex with a woman before asking her who is the superior man. She answers that he is, and he later refers to ejaculating on her face.


When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Describes his love for violence and leaving his victims bloody. He calls himself 'hardcore' and promises to leave his enemies defeated.


Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Addresses the devil by saying he is more violent and ruthless than him and promises to leave his enemies toothless and defeated.


Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC G's disrespect me, my potency is deadly I'm shootin' babies, no ifs ands or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Claims not to be affected by the sadness of others and then threatens violence against those who disrespect him or those who are innocent, including babies. He also threatens to harm mothers who are associated with those he dislikes.


Found your father hidin' in a room, fucked him with the broom Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Describes seeking out and hurting the listener's father, sexually assaulting him with a broom, then inflicting additional, excruciating injury.


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 push me
Promises to harm anyone who challenges him and describes having power over those around him. He also boasts about his use of knives and other violent tools.


I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen The black demon, got the little hookers screamin' (woo) Because you know I love it young, fresh and green With no hair in between, know what I mean?
Describes attempting to avoid leaving evidence behind by using condoms during sexual encounters with underage girls. He then brags about his and the girls' enjoyment of these encounters.


There's several different levels to Devil worshippin' Horse's heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism Animals, havin' sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that, I kicked the habit, I just
Lists various disturbing things that some people do while worshiping the devil but says he no longer participates in any of those things.


Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you unless the fuckin', 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
Describes the brutality of his actions and suggests he may use acid or other chemicals to dissolve his victims' flesh. He brags about owning a gun and a fake lion, both of which he delights in using to intimidate others.


He's ready for war, I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw (ooh) My Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Claims to be willing to fight anyone and boasts about his ability to use weapons such as swords and guns. He brags about having a similar arsenal to a rival but claims his own weapons to be better.


Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall Red on the ceilin', 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
Threatens to fight Eminem and then promises to kill him. He describes the murder in graphic detail and brags about the woman he will find to replace his victim.


The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (Born Again, yeah) The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on? (uh huh, uh) You're dead wrong (we won't stop, 'cause we can't stop)
Repeats the chorus to end the song, asking who is superior between the weak and the strong and suggesting that the answer is the strong.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Carl Thompson, Christopher Wallace, Osten Harvey, Al Green, Marshall Mathers

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