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[intro: the notorious b.i.g.]
yeah
n-gg-s know what time it is
junior m.a.f.i.a. in the motherf-ckin’ house
talkin’ a dangerous crew
junior m.a.f.i.a., my man mad klep
stealing everything in sight
n-gg-s 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
sh-gging 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 “f-ck the police”, life’s a everyday struggle
girls be nothing but trouble, b-tches ain’t sh-t
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: ??, (the notorious b.i.g.)]
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest
(you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac!)
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest
(you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac, n-gg-!)

[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 sh-t, tear the club up
ride or die b-tch
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 crown, check the rhymes of a mastermind
through a hail mary changed the scorn, it’s just half time
the last real n-gg- alive with a new york state of mind
you was just frontin’, now you a customer hypnotize
watch them n-gg-s wild out excited
sometimes i rhyme slow, ill-strious
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: ??, (the notorious b.i.g.)]
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest
(you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac!)
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest t-tle, numero uno
i’m your idol, highest
(you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac, n-gg-!)

[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 n-gg-s 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 because i saw a man die
you gonna get your’s, i’m a rebel without a cause
bring the noise, i’m on criminology, quiet storm
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
yeah
yeah
yeah
face down n-gg-, all you other n-gg-s better go back to the motherf-cking lab
brush up on y’all gangster sh-t
n-gg-s know where all the richest n-gg-s from, motherf-cker
brookyln style, representing, slittin’ motherf-cking wrists
all you b-tch–ss n-gg-s better lay the f-ck down and recognize
word to mother
the sh-t is real
uh, what, what, what?
you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac, n-gg-!
yo, load up the motherf-cking clips man, c-ck the gats boy
you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac, n-gg-!
junior m.a.f.i.a. in the motherf-cking house
you can’t f-ck with the kleptomaniac, n-gg-!
blaow, now it’s all over
you can’t f-ck with the…
yeah
pack up your sh-t baby, we finna get the f-ck up outta here

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