Mobb Deep - Biology lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] n***as dead on arrival Hand on the bible Bet I be the last n***a that you ever lie to What n***a line you and anybody 'round you LIfe's no value, take a look around you All we see is dead people We're all thirst equal Lookin' to grim reap you Repo' life take yours and that's that And damn near do anything for more stacks With all that said they walkin' without that With that there said you fool without rach Who the livest n***a? We pick him outta the batch Wash him up, song about it, this is savage rap Throw a "H" on your chest, n***a handle that Tryin' to figure where you sleep I have you man do that It's a cold world [?] not rockin' the thermal Keep your mouth shut especially when sh** don't concern you I got goons on Troy Ave down to Fran Lewis Anybody f**in' with snitches we call the [?] So you can keep that movin' I mark n***as for d**h, don't let me start tattooin' [Verse 2] First the dynasty break up Now everyday I wake up Rappers want me to prove I can still bang somethin' My cousin turn punk all of a sudden Like suddenly I'm soft like erectile dysfunction You n***as is truly buggin' tryin' to act all fly But y'all crabs on my ball sack, hitchin' free rides I know You try and use me for publicity You's a stunt man jump into the fire, you's a beast You's the illest n***a in Omaha, you take me For easy [?], I see you real naive Yeah you powered by lithium, all charged up Plus that superman juice got you feelin' it Yo, n***as wanna move on me And make history And make TMZ and this is 50 That's a kamikaze mission I'm Commander in Chief You hit Obama, guess what happen to you after you swing? Ay yo, dog sh** You play yourself you gonna get curbed I let you know right now, whatever it is you heard From these bird a** thugs, stay chirpin' my name You get yourself hurt bad, push me to display Strength, power, force What is it that you thought? I be lying in my songs? ni**a I'm a boss, you deal with my employees I gotta couple freelance n***as that enjoy beef n***as wanna play chess, I don't even play games But I do gotta few queens, n***a stay bangin' Five star flags, six star rags I will drop bodies but I'd rather drop bags You should know the Bandana Don Run rap marathon tracks around Any rapper, they never last long That's why they always wanna go at me They know they want the top slot They gotta beat the top dog