Kick In The Door
The Nortorious B.I.G Lyrics

Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns
Your time at the top was brief like that of a leprechaun.

As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons
I defeat fraudulent and boastful thugs and rappers.

Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan
I swiftly conquer opponents, like during the Muslim holiday of Ramadan.

Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa
I am the amazing rap Don-Dadda, forget about the competition.

You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White
You should address me as Francis M.H. White.

Intake light tokes, tote iron
I consume small amounts of marijuana while carrying a gun.

Was told in shootouts, stay low, and keep firin'
I have been instructed to remain low and continue firing during gun battles.

Keep extra clips for extra shit
I carry additional ammunition for unforeseen circumstances.

Who's next to flip, on that cat with that grip on rap
Who's the next person to challenge my dominance in the rap game.

The mo shady, (Tell em!) Frankie baby
The most deceitful and cunning, Frankie baby knows how to handle business.

Ain't no telling where I may be
My whereabouts are unpredictable.

May see me in D.C. at Howard Homecoming
You may encounter me at a college celebration in Washington D.C.

With my man Capone, dumbing, fucking something
I'm partying with my friend Capone and possibly having sex with someone.

You should know my steelo
You should be aware of my personal style.

Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show
I've increased my income from selling drugs to earning $30,000 per show.

To orgies with hoes I never seen before
I'm participating in sexual activities with women I've never met before.

So, Jesus, get off the Notorious Penis, before I squeeze and bust
Stop bothering me, otherwise, I'll physically harm you.

If the beef between us, we can settle it
If there is a disagreement between us, we can resolve it.

With the chrome and metal shit
By using guns and other weapons.

I make it hot, like a kettle get
I create excitement and fire, similar to a boiling kettle of water.

You're delicate, you better get, who sent ya?
You're easily damaged and need to identify who sent you to challenge me.

You still pedal shit, I got more rides than Great Adventure
Your product is inferior, I have more success than the Great Adventure amusement park.

Biggie, (How are you gonna do it?)
Biggie, how are you planning to accomplish your goals?

Kick in the door, waving the four-four All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
I invaded the premises with a loaded gun and everyone agrees to submit without physical harm.

On ya mark, get set, when I spark, ya wet Look how dark it get when you're marked for death
Prepare for your fate because once I begin, you'll be scared and hopeless.

Should I start your breath or should I let you die In fear you start to cry, ask why
Should I end your life or allow you to suffer and ask why it happened to you.

Lyrically I'm worshiped, don't front, the word sick You cursed it, but rehearsed it
I'm celebrated for my lyricism, don't pretend you don't understand the value. You've rehearsed my rhymes before.

I drop unexpectedly like bird shit You herbs get stuck quickly for royalties and show money
Don't underestimate me, I'll surprise you with the speed of my success. I'll catch you off guard and you'll be stuck with little earnings.

Don't forget the publishing, I punish 'em, I'm done with them Son, I'm surprised you run with them
Don't ignore the value in the properties I own. I'm finished with those I've defeated, and I'm surprised you align yourself with them.

I think they got cum in them 'cause they nothing but dicks Trying to blow up like nitro and dynamite sticks
I believe these individuals lack respect because they behave like foolish men, attempting to become popular quickly like explosives.

Mad I smoke hydro, rock diamonds that's sick Got paid off my flow, rhyme with my own clique
I enjoy smoking potent marijuana and I own expensive diamonds. I've made vast earnings from my musical talent, and I collaborate with my close friends.

Take trips to Cairo, laying with your bitch I know you praying you was rich, fucking prick
I travel to foreign destinations and have sex with someone else's partner. Although you wish for wealth, you can't compare to my accomplishments.

This goes out for those that choose to use Disrespectful views on the King of N-Y Fuck that, why try, throw bleach in your eye Now ya brailling it, snatch that light shit, I'm scaling it
This message is for those who speak poorly of me, the King of New York. I don't care, don't even try to challenge me. I'll put bleach in your eyes causing you to suffer blindness. Then, I'll take and elevate what little you have left.

Conscious of ya nonsense, in eighty-eight Sold more powder than Johnson and Johnson Tote steel like Bronson, "Vigilante"
I'm paying attention to your nonsense you're speaking about me. In 1988, I sold a large amount of drugs. I carry guns like Charles Bronson, the actor who portrayed a heroic vigilante in movies.

You wanna get on son, you need to ask me Ain't no other kings in this rap thing They siblings, nothing but my children
If you want to challenge me, you need my permission. There are no other rulers in the rap industry. They are my subordinates, nothing more than my offspring.

One shot they disappearin' It's ill when MC's used to be on cruddy shit Took home Ready to Die, listened, studied shit Now they on some money shit, successful out the blue
One bullet can end another's career. It's fascinating to see MCs who used to make dirty music, but then took inspiration from my album Ready to Die and improved. Now they have great success and wealth.

They light weight, fragile, my nine milli Make the whites shake, that's why my money never funny And you still recouping, stupid
They are unimportant, my gun is powerful and intimidating, shaking up even the most privileged, so I never worry about money. You haven't even made a full recovery and you're harassing me.