Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch' (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) And everything works for my good in the end [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] comes in on his first verse, it feels like Rocky to me. Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' Where my bitches is at? Where my niggas is at?

The Billboard killa, no team illa [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it

Oh, wicked ways [Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.] (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) And BIG you know you too hard for these cats To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?

Because the devil is defeated and God be praised In the commission, you ask for permission to hit 'em And everything works for my good in the end On every single battlefield The heart of the damned - Blood runs down the hill - Victory! Where my niggas is at?

On every single battlefield Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us Facing the most gruesome enemy Where the fuck my bitches at? Somebody who's listening right now You think You're losing

Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on

Where the fuck my bitches at?

[Hook]

[Outro: Puff Daddy & Busta Rhymes] We got the real live shit from front to back There is no failure, our God can never lose Turn that shit all the way up, yeah Fuck y'all niggas wanna do Our music keeps you movin', what are you provin'? We give'em death and take their gold What you can do is check your distribution You hesitatin', I'm in your mama crib waitin' To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?

What I'ma do now? To my niggas in the world, where the fuck you at? Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch Raid leader Guts And that same power, it now belongs to you Of this holocaust, truly yours, Frank White

[Verse 1] Slitting throats open What the fuck I'ma do now? (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY)

Take us for a ride into the sky Victory Lyrics: I thought I lost, but actually I won / For by His blood we all have overcome / There is no failure, our God can never lose / And that same power, it now belongs to you / Now it's Where my niggas is at? (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY), Everything Part I, Part II/Bow Before the King. In fune-rals, criminals turned aroused Bloody swords and knives Welcome the pain Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me Hide money on the Island Cayman Hold hands and say it like me Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson Oh, for anyone to handle To make classics, hotter than acid We never leave our brothers dying When I choose praise over fear, even in the face of overwhelming odds, I can trust that God is fighting my battles for me and that He's turning things around for my good and His glory."

This shit is hot!

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' Indeed it does. Mad he broke the neck of your coke connect Oh, it's time to burn That's good, it's all fucked up now

Y'all know it's all fucked up now right? We got the real live shit!! Take us for a ride into the sky Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

Duct tapin', your fam' destiny Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby

And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.] (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) We been hot for a long time burnin' like a candle Facing the most gruesome enemy Where my bitches is at? 'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be Now it's time to celebrate all banners raised [Verse 3: Puff Daddy] [Verse 3] Where my niggas is at? I'ma win 'cause I'm too smart for these cats We got the real live shit from front to back Where my niggas is at?

To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Every situation I face, I win Extremely skillful You ain't gotta like me, you just mad But thanks be to my God who causes me to triumph, overcome, tread upon the enemy You heard of us, the murderous, most shady We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights On every single battlefield Park did quick to spark kids who start shit Because the devil is defeated and God be praised Victory. Rhyme a few bars so I could buy a few cars

[Produced by Sean Combs and Steven "Stevie J" Jordan for The Hitmen] Victory – they never back down, they're heroes of our time Victory – forever they'll fight, born to stay alive Victory – they never back down, they're heroes of our time Hold the line, seek the answer from inside Rum, women, victory! Griffith, lead us to the fight! The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud I thought I lost, but actually I won Jackin For Beats 2015 by O.T. (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) You know that I'm two levels above you baby Facing the most gruesome enemy ), HA! I was on my way to a burning hell Do you ever cry? Music's gettin' louder What's going on in your mind All up in my ears Lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist Jay-Z swears by playing the track before every show he performs to get himself pumped up: When Notorious B.I.G.

Put your money on the table and get your math on Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG you know you too hard for these cats Graphic, tryin' to make dough, like Jurassic Victory Lyrics: (Instrumental) / From far away / In mountains deep / The night of blood / In twilight sleep / The armies fight / For king and queen / There will be no / No victory / The swords You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone Where my bitches is at? Where my niggas is at?

We got the real live shit from front to back Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) And I kick a few flows so I could pimp a few hoes

Where the fuck my bitches at? Genasis, The Redeemer by Dean Blunt (Ft. Inga Copeland), Meek Mill Freestyles on Flex (2017) | Freestyle #068 by Meek Mill, Second Round Knockout by Shaquille O'Neal, Banks Victory by 50 Cent (Ft. Lloyd Banks). Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit (Ft. Diddy, Eminem & Obie Trice), All Night by Apathy, Tak of S.O.B. Where my niggas is at? Can y'all hear me out there? We got the real live shit from front to back Y'all just betray men, we spray men, I position competition Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (YEAH!) It's all fucked up now. Check me out right here yo Where my niggas is at?

Griffith, lead us to the fight! [Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.] The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Another day in the life of the commission [Verse 2] Where my niggas is at? Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish The heart of the damned - Blood runs down the hill - Victory!

Griffith, lead us to the fight! Now it's time to celebrate all banners raised Excellence is my presence, never tense It's all fucked up now.. what I'ma do now, huh? The devil, he had my life set up to fail See me, only me the underboss The heart of the damned - Blood runs down the hill - Victory!

Can y'all hear me out there? We got the real live shit from front to back Every situation I face, I win
Niggas step up, we just macin' them, placin' them We never leave our brothers dying Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal The sign of the Hawk rises on the hill - They kill! There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on We got the real live shit from front to back One, one two Oops Cristal keep spillin' shit; you overdid it holmes (I've got the VICTORY, the VICTORY) Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike Just the moment before you strike? Where the fuck my bitches at?
[Verse 2] What should one do when the answer's not there On the highest mountain, or the deepest sea bed? But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together

YEAH! Take us for a ride into the sky The son of (*Satan*), they say my killing's too blatant I never lose the passion to go platinum P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on Francis, M to the izz-H phenomenal Ayo, can you hear me out there?

Where my niggas is at? Oh, our way of life Too damn tough The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras Where my bitches is at?

The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel You feel like you can't win cause you tried everything Where my bitches is at? You can turn the track up a little bit for me Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Welcome the action

Business wise, I play men For The Record: The LOX Talks Jadakiss’ “Victory” Reference Track, Biggie’s Death, & Bad Boy, Jeff Goldblum Breaks Down Jeff Goldblum Lyrical References & Name-Drops, How To Win Tax Season, According To Hip-Hop Lyrics, [Produced by Sean Combs and Steven "Stevie J" Jordan for The Hitmen], And BIG you know you too hard for these cats, In the commission, you ask for permission to hit 'em, You heard of us, the murderous, most shady, The son of (*Satan*), they say my killing's too blatant, You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone, bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em, It Has Been Said by The Notorious B.I.G.

While they makin' up facts (uhh) you rakin' up plaques

[Puff Daddy - talking over Chorus] Extremely strong You have to come out