Lyrics Victory (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Busta Rhymes) - Busta Rhymes , The Notorious B.I.G. , Diddy
One
One,
two
Check
me
out
right
here,
yo
Yo,
the
sun
don′t
shine
forever
But
as
long
as
it's
here,
then
we
might
as
well
shine
together
Better
now
than
never
Business
before
pleasure
P.
Diddy
and
the
fam,
who
you
know
do
it
better?
Yeah,
right,
no
matter
what,
we
airtight
(yeah)
So
when
you
hear
somethin,
make
sure
you
hear
it
right
Don′t
make
a
ass
outta
yourself,
by
assumin'
Our
music
keeps
you
movin,
what
are
you
provin'?
You
know
that
I′m
two
levels
above
you
baby
Hug
me
baby,
I′ma
make
you
love
me
baby
Talkin'
crazy
ain′t
gon'
get
you
nothin′
but
choked
And
that
jealousy
is
only
gon'
leave
you
broke
So
the
only
thing
left
now
is
God
for
these
cats
And
BIG,
you
know
you
too
hard
for
these
cats
I′ma
win
cause
I'm
too
smart
for
these
cats
While
they
makin
up
facts
(uh)
You
rakin'
up
plaques
In
the
commision,
you
ask
for
permission
to
hit
′em
He
don′t
like
me,
him
and
wild
wifey
was
wit'
′em
You
heard
of
us,
the
murderous,
most
shady
Been
on
the
low
lately,
the
feds
hate
me
The
son
of
Satan,
they
say
my
killing's
too
blatant
You
hesitatin′,
I'm
in
your
mama
crib
waitin′
Duct
tapin',
your
fam
destiny
Lays
in
my
hands,
gat
lays
in
my
waist
Francis,
M
to
the
iz-H,
phenomenal
Gun
rest
under
your
vest
by
the
abdominal
Rhyme
a
few
bars
so
I
can
buy
a
few
cars
And
I
kick
a
few
flows
so
I
can
pimp
a
few
hoes
Excellence
is
my
presence,
never
tense
Never
hesitant,
leave
a
nigga
bent
real
quick
Real
sick,
brawl
nights,
I
perform
like
Mike
Anyone:
Tyson,
Jordan,
Jackson
Action,
pack
guns,
ridiculous
And
I'm
quick
to
bust,
if
my
ends
you
touch
Kids
or
girl
you
touch,
in
this
world
I
clutch
Two
auto-matoes,
used
to
call
me
"Fatso"
Now
you
call
me
Castro,
my
rap
flows
Militant,
y′all
faggots
ain′t
killin'
shit
Oops,
Cristal,
keep
spillin
shit
You
overdid
it
homes
You
in
the
danger
zone
You
shouldn′t
be
alone
Hold
hands
and
say
it
like
me
The
most
shady,
Frankie
baby,
fantastic
Graphic,
tryin'
to
make
dough
like
Jurassic
Park
Did
quick
to
spark
kids
who
start
shit
See
me,
only
me,
the
underboss
of
this
holocaust
Truly
yours,
Frank
White
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
people
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
people
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
Put
your
money
on
the
table
and
get
your
math
on
Break
it
down,
split
it
up,
get
your
laugh
on
See
you
later
dawg,
I′ma
get
my
stash
on
There's
a
bed
full
of
money
that
I
get
my
ass
on
I
never
lose
the
passion
to
go
platinum
Said
I′d
live
it
up
'til
all
the
cash
gone
Ain't
that
funny,
only
use
plastic
Craft
it
to
make
classics
hotter
than
acid
P.
D,
rollin′
on
your
tape
or
CD
The
Billboard
killer,
no
team
iller
The
Fam-o,
ammo,
is
every
channel
We
been
hot
for
a
long
time,
burnin′
like
a
candle
What
you
can
do
is
check
your
distribution
My
songs
bump
in
Houston
like
Scarface
produced
'em
You
ain′t
gotta
like
me,
you
just
mad
'Cause
I
tell
it
how
it
is,
and
you
tell
it
how
it
might
be
We
got
the
shit
mapped
tight,
brass
knuckles
and
flashlights
The
heaters
in
the
two-seaters,
with
two
miras
Senoritas,
kiss
rings
when
you
meet
us
P.
Diddy
run
the
city,
show
no
pity
I′m
the
witty
one,
Frank's
the
crook
from
the
Brook′
Mad
he
broke
the
neck
of
your
coke
connect
No
respect,
squeeze
off
'til
all
y'all
diminish
Shootouts
for
20
minutes,
until
we
finish
Venice,
took
the
loot,
escaped
in
the
Coupe
Break
bread
with
the
′Kiss,
Peniro,
Sheek
Louch′
Black
Rob
joined
the
mob,
it
ain't
no
replacin′
him
Niggas
step
up,
we
just
macin'
them
Placin′
them
in
funerals,
criminals
turned
aroused
To
Brick
City,
nobody
come
off
like
P.
Diddy
Business
wise,
I
play
men
Hide
money
on
the
Island
Cayman
Y'all
just
betray
men,
we
spray
man
I
position,
competition
′Nother
day
in
the
life
of
the
comission
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
niggas
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
niggas
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
niggas
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
We
got
the
real
live
shit
from
front
to
back
To
my
niggas
in
the
world,
where
the
fuck
you
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
my
niggas
is
at?
Where
the
fuck
my
bitches
at?
Where
my
bitches
is
at?
We
got
the
real
live
shit
Can
y'all
hear
me
out
there?
It's
all
fucked
up
now
What
I′ma
do
now,
huh?
What
I′ma
do
now?
It's
all
fucked
up
now
Album
No Way Out
1 No Way Out (Intro)
2 Victory (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Busta Rhymes)
3 Been Around The World (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Mase)
4 What You Gonna Do?
5 Don't Stop What You're Doing (feat. Lil' Kim)
6 If I Should Die Tonight (Interlude) (feat. Carl Thomas)
7 Do You Know?
8 Young G's (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Jay-Z)
9 I Love You Baby (feat. Black Rob)
10 It's All About The Benjamins (feat. The Notorious B.I.G., Lil' Kim & The Lox) - Remix
11 Pain
12 Is This The End? (feat. Ginuwine, Twista & Carl Thomas)
13 I Got The Power (feat. The Lox)
14 Friend (feat. Foxy Brown)
15 Senorita
16 I'll Be Missing You (feat. 112)
17 Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (feat. Mase)
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