[Prodigy]
Uh Hu
Uh Hu
Lines pop like bottles of Mo, Bonin ya ho
Leave 'em open like a 20 a blow
Fiening to cop more
Rhymes rusty like nails
Spit 'em catch lock jaw
Cook sh**, spit it up, sit it on the floor
To prevent lop side I never slam the door
To never get sh**ted on, don't put my faith in who*es
Never let my information leak thru my four walls
They say I'm all to sick cause I screen my calls
No matter if I'm in the right, I'm a probable cause
Keep my stash ??? while your guns get tossed
n***as live by the law then they die by the law
Thun I live by the gat and I'm a die by that
Dun I used to be the tunnel now we regular ?spress?
Son it's strictly dom b**hes never catch me with rats
QB where I took my first H we rep
Never leave the projects and ya'll know the rest
(Chorus)
Nobody likes me everybody hates me so I got to pack my gun
We carry big ones small ones sneak 'em into clubs dun so you never catch
Me run
Nobody likes me everybody hates me so I got to pack my gun
We carry big ones small ones sneak 'em into clubs dun so you never catch
Me run
[Havoc]
A yo you ran, started feeling numb in your hand
Felt something dripping looked down seen your arm leaking
You get excited and start to panic
Lucky for you, ya had your track shoes on and blew it
My arch louder than a Doberman bark
Sober you up, challenge your heart, see where its at
I caught this on dude tried to shank me
Stupid f** frankly I pulled out and left his a** soggy
Keep rhyming on the Ragu can't seem to shake it
Ruger on the left side of my hips for maitnence
I fix all your problems, handle it b**h
Use a maytag n***a and ya won't do sh**
After you shot you got all emotional with mommy
Laying in emergency throw the ?dease? on me
Squeeller I thought you was a drug dealer thug k**er
But at the end you kept it realer
That's why..
(chorus)
[Prodigy]
A yo I leave a last impression when my sh** gets scared
Tying to hang with the elite but a n***a got bought
When it's time to mello out stare straight into stars
Then I sabotage your brain with these last 8-balls
With your ice grill making me laugh on your behalf
Have a n***a skin graph I'm talking out of the a**
Play you like the ab getting bent off, credit from poppy
Nock n***as down when I get like that
So start me
[Havoc]
I'm putting holes like the pores ??? with bacardi
My gun dun step aside the place and make heads spin
Are sh**, it go to mobb n***a keep your distance
Fake f**s keep coming out using infamous
I'll say it for the last motherf**ing time b**hes
Come with your own sh** or get stomped and shot
By Queens bridge at the next industry convention
That's why...
(chorus repeat till end)