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[Featuring Mobb Deep Kool G Rap M.O.P.] (Mobb Deep) Shit is real on the muthafucking hill God Times is hard visons blurred kid I can't see far Thinking will I be the next nigga deceased Over some bullshit beef I pack heat Son it's '96 and I ain't going out like that Never roll a dollo cuz my crew got my back And it's a fact niggas don't know how to act Till I cop back react leave 'em laying on they back Sometime I try to maintain and chill Stop my brain from thinking, restrain from grabbing my steal I'm stressed out, trying to live right on the wrong route Thinking of ways to get loot in large amounts So I chill on the block, nigga respect mines ?A giver wit the nets? and the muthafucking tech nines So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to Before you do, so let me warn you We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did Remanded, QBC, then left stranded We cock cannons, punishing and back handing Chorus(2x) (M.O.P) In order to survive the game Know the game Hold your name And let them niggas know The way to win the war Attend the war End the war And let your hammer go (Kool G. Rap) Yo, I'll leave your whole body twisted when you get lifted And police'll have to fist rumblistics on a bisket, another statistic I try to chill but you insisted coming all in my district I don't know why the fuck you risk it I be more deep, walking the streets, packing the heat Bring the cowmeat, you'll lifted off your feet and leave you sleeping on the concrete Get blown at home or whatever is on your bone Get to flown to your dome, blow chromosones out your flesh and bones Hitman for hire, who's the next one to expire Shoot it up in black attire, hit you wit the rapid fire The stainless bisket will leave your brain smoking Your whole frame broken and clothes soaken, head blown the fuck open Try to step inside of fort and get caught Wit the trey pound shorter left on the sidewalks of New York The decompose, blood flows are holes in your clothes, eyes closed Body be frozed, posing for pictures with a rose Head to your toes, look like you got wetted with a hose The road you choose got your brain drain through your nose, nigga So who be commiting crimes, dangerous minds, put two to your spine Lay you behind enemy lines When we cross it and leave you like a broken faucet The underworld production family can reinforce it (Mobb Deep) Yo, when shit get real, it ain't what you expected Me and kikos are known to get hectic Only to wreck shit, many slugs in all directions Make you see the light when my shot makes connections Niggas get their face split in section Shooked, using ice grilled looks for they protection ?We saw? everything you fear And indulging in crime-filled atmosphere This shit ain't nuttin' new, it's only things that we used to We used to stick niggas on the F through to The E train, when it's time to recruit I humble on the D train, see my man D, Don't need to purchase my cocaine Word to my newborn seed A nigga gotta make loot to support greed On the wildside of the fence, the shit is on the verge of explosion It's so cold, you might get frozen If you leave yourself vulnerable and time lasping Fools collasping and caught up in gun clapping No matter who you are if you know many faces I don't discriminate, my shot bleed all races And coaches, we sorts like vultures Eating your insides like ulcers and pour niggas closer nigga Chorus
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