Notorious BIG and Eminem - Dead Wrong Instrumental

This is the instrumental version of "Dead Wrong" by Slim Shady and Frank White.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Notorious
• B.I.G
• Biggie
• Smalls
• Eminem
• Marshall
• Mathers
• Dead
• Wrong
• Instrumental
• Born
• Again
• The
• Commision
• Aftermath
• Bad
• Boy
• hip-hop
• rap

[lilripsta1995]

Htown,holdin the crown like royal,n coke,mix with a lil sprite n codiene make ya lean,fuc ah loc,we pack tech 9's,n rhymes a few lines,to get a couple of hoes,with open toes,shoes n sex appeal,skinny waist,with a big booty is outrageous,its contagious,tryna strangle a baby in her pussy,dont push me,when im close to my nutt,from dickin' her in the butt,dumb slut,rip off her northface,caught her in a run without a chase,nigga step to me approach with caution,cuz ya finna be livin' in a coffin,

[hiiighguy]

boosted dey tawken but cant prove shit/im bizy gettin fuked by a peruvan/no fly guy shit nigga we moon men/adjust your antennas and tune in/cuz itl b ova quik den im throwin up da deuces/dont panic but my violence is tragic/i cause havic and i SHOW OFF like a PAGEANT/say money im GHOST like a nigga VANISHED/jump like rabbit if u tryna see my nick cannons/we spit fiyah kings of tha yung dragons/fuk wit us we'll put ya face on da front of a can like salmon...-smoke

[candymoneymaker]

And taking it breaking it diwn I've been around not the best heard yet but I can spit rounds like bullets gun sounds all you do is talk it never ends shut your mouth for once or do you need help doin it through with it just knew it wouldn't last with you and that chick u claimed you were screwin with that hilarious humorous type script you were writing ruined so soon ran out of time tick tick boom press snooze on the alarm clock don't want to go to school because all it is is drama with teachers

[MrYudii]

This for you youtube goody goodies.

I got broken bones open scares oh my god, instrumentals apon the boulevard of biggies heart, im sippen the bubblea Crone, rappin to dead wrong with the feeling that nothing can go wrong. i got the light of spirit that brings life to my lyrics, im the faro NO im the PHOENIX i got many thoughts did you peep this? Its no secret dont let your man hood be shaken, hip hop was just there for the takin.

[lilripsta1995]

whats blacker than black?,whiter than white?,wrong from right,finna lose sight,tryna picture me,rollin',strollin',down the shadow of the valley death,stay right never left,stay quiet,as I influence spiritual riots,niggaz gettin' fat of ya hard earnin',i hope ya learnin',from my larcenous presence,burn ya soul lika incense,im the past future and the present,Heaven sent,open ya mind with,a soulful mouth full of litany,govt. keep sweatin' me,cuz i refuse to sell-out,no doubt and they was dead wrong

[thatbboyrandom1]

.im bout to get live..wish i was back in 1995. way back when there was no skype..way back when fans would get hype.all of this money and its going to waste.. nowadays these kids got no taste...everythings game everything in the world is name..b.e.t makes me wanna turn the tv off every mc of the past practicaly fallin off.and the greatest of them all died..if you rhyme on youtube you get hated on even if you tried.

[jessedylan10]

these people be dead wrong, i think you may have one to many hits from my bong, my illadelph, nigga you betta check yoself before i wreck yoself, bout to start a mutiny with multiple thugs, all with their own kinda drugs, movin' slow like slugs, but careful when we run in our place, 3 blunts up in my face, no need to lace, its just that good, my medical grade gets grown in my hood, just like it should, if i could, then u would, provoke it,, i pick my weed off da tree then i smoke it. toke it

-jw

[SEYTHENAME101]

Stop talkin, nuggah get on a blog.

Start joccin, see the flow through fog.

In ya bitch I'm parkin, leavin her pussy charred.

Spittin gasoline spark it, act like you never heard it before.

It's the nail in the coffin, and the smeared shit on ya bars.

$EY YE$

[junaidb9]

I live for that look i get when the serpents soul is took and my rivals bones are shook, as i take to the stage the hope dies in ur eyes and follows ur face to the floor of this place that i've graced, let me say it straight im great no way u can imitate my way so i say when i play please proceed to drive away, ur flow is flawed mine aint even finished and i still murder the punctuate in late attendance, a lyrical menace, of course my course is pure in this down-pour im an outlaw with no law