Mobb Deep

(Prodigy talkin')
Yeah man..you know...2002 man...approachin' 2003 man...where we takin'
this man?...where we headed for the future man...whats the resolution?
Verse 1: (Prodigy)
Wealth, health, and happiness nigga
keep me from runnin' 'round clappin' these niggas
sometimes you gotta just handle your business
fuck it, it's on me, rounds of shots for niggas
punk, I wake up everyday to cathedral cielings
jumpin' out my bed, wall to wall marble and pillars
livin' like the pharoah Tut, I'm blessed with life
so I breathe deep and give praise to the most high
then I, get fresh for a new day
I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees
turn on the flat screen to C-Span
see the elite strength, attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
prophecies comin' to pass
we gotta survive this shit dun, it's nothin' to laugh at
I hops in the V, grabs the heat and I stash that
I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap.
Chorus (both)
I traveled the World, and been alot of places
believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
and if you want somethin' done, you gotta do it yourself, you got drama?
who's gonna clap that chrome?
nobody like you, somebody like me
when death I'm ready for it in Threes
and me off point? c'mon now nigga please
I'm paranoid, you know I'm burnin' those trees
Verse 2: (Havoc)
Saw alot of niggas die, some niggas survived