Mobb Deep

(prodigy)
Yea, yea, check it out
Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense
I dont give a fuk about my prescence
Im lost in the blocks of hate and cant wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
Im lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7. mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like this
Cuz now you bump head wit kids thats lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive the last night
Damn, right, I aint trying to fight
We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat and
Aint no turning back when I start blasting
Pick up the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit back in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear cuz you the one in danger
Never share your plans wit a stranger, word is born
(chorus)
I put the glock on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Lets get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, Im bucking right back at you
Chorus
(havoc)
Fuk where youre at kid, its where youre from
Cuz where Im from, niggaz pack nuthin but the big guns
Around my way, niggaz dont got no remorse for out of towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
The loud sounder, ear ringer
And Im a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Step to the hill and Im a test your gun skills
Cuz real niggaz dont try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwhyle
But swing that bullshit this way
And Im a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking short stay
Queensbridge, thats where Im from