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's 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