[Havoc - Verse 1:]
Look into my crystal ball I see murder for y'all
First things first or the hearse for y'all
First n***a open his mouth first to fall
Watch who you talking to n***a first of all
My game don't get along, we ain't arrogant
It'll take a while for you to a**ess what the damage is
Give a f**, pop with no camera-ses
New York sh**, under new management
Blessing in disguise, black mask and black gloves
Forecast: grey skies, tears of a black dove
I can change your life, I just need you to act up
Yeah, that's karma, we don't believe in no bad luck
'He without sin cast the first stone
Good in any hood I plan like a earthtone [?]
I murk microphones, it's a homicide
As I watch the soul from your body rise
[Hook: Havoc]
Pop, pop, pop, murder, murder, k**, k**
Do it for the money or we do it for the thrill
Hustle in the cold 'till my nose running still
Blood on the streets I'm 'bout the dollar, dollar bill
[Prodigy - Verse 2:]
I'm out for gunshots to represent me
Do it for the principle and do this sh** for free
You scared, motherf**er? You stay away from me
You snitch, motherf**er? You supposed to be a G
The chickens and the rats and the snakes all click
And can't come outside no more, I'm on my sh**
I'm talking right now, you talking back then
Yeah, it's a new day, wake up and get a whiff
Can't you smell it? That's a b**h n***a flesh burning
I put p**yholes all over your back, you run from the teks squirming
Oh suddenly these n***as is feeling me
And all that blood loss got them catching epiphanies
Young fly rap n***a and I Blapp n***as
I understand why you upset, I'm that n***a
Uh, shooting star, I'm a gun toting celeb
I wield pistolas put a [?]
f** a peace treaty, they try to O.D. on me
Oh, now you want me to chill or call police on me
I'm outside of the law, f** the system
I piss on the courtroom floor, I don't give f**s
[Hook: Havoc]
Pop, pop, pop, murder, murder, k**, k**
Do it for the money or we do it for the thrill
Hustle in the cold 'till my nose running still
Blood on the streets I'm 'bout the dollar, dollar bill
[Prodigy - Verse 3:]
R.I.P. for those try to go against we (rest in peace)
We the, M-O-B-B, make you swallow all your teeth (you take that)
And f** the police, we New York's finest
Top shelf gangsta sh**, yo we the grimiest
You send me up the river, I send you up the river sticks
b**hy a** n***a, you bleed Infamous
Come again
[Hook: Havoc]
Pop, pop, pop, murder, murder, k**, k**
Do it for the money or we do it for the thrill
Hustle in the cold 'till my nose running still
Blood on the streets I'm 'bout the dollar, dollar bill [x2]