Prodigy Of Mobb Deep - Body lyrics

[Produced by Childish Gambino] [Childish Gambino] Street n***as, hood rats, ladies and gentlemen Childish Gambino greater than sign everyone Apples to oranges, Jay Leno to Letterman Got a cool whip and my girl a** gelatin "Fake n***as back in style" no never that If I'm wrong, see you in hell with hella cash God dammit we the boys with the illest rain Royalty forever and the rest is just a silly game Still learnin' how to work your girlfriend's genitals Still buyin' sweaters off of 30 Rock residuals Money change everything, these b**hes always down to ride Especially if you keep they nose gentrified Money off of curse words, I hope my mama's proud of me Man, I've done it all, so I guess we both prodigies From PJs to PJs, that's projects to privates Now you understand my f**in' mindset, let 'em know [Prodigy] I know you want my head to roll, my body on that dirty curb My rap music's dead and gone, n***as want me in the dirt I bust your little bubble, shatter your dreams And push you over in my bottomless pit of sixteens Alchemist rapper transform on your shape-shift Cause if it never dawned on you, I'm a snake b**h The great serpent is tatted on my fist Kundalini Key on the pyramid This is meditated murder, my aura that over-lifer He escaped out the belly like it's been a long time, son Surprise son, I'm back for you motherf**as' soul you owe me We made a blood pact when you stole my style n***a straight bit my swag But I'm a demon, I get even when I take mine's back I'm a god in the flesh, all this power I possess I crush you little pussies like s**, who's next? [Childish Gambino] I'm sittin' on a bunch of green faces So my wallet is an alien invasion Or a spaceship, my crew's the illest So we Aaahh!!! real monsters, Nicktoons Ickis That line's the stupidest, but it be lucrative I'm sellin' out these venues, n***as gotta get used to it Now f**in' with the realest that you ever had And P my motherf**in' n***a so I call him dad [Prodigy] Yeah I'm a motherf**er too, birthed a lot of sons Get a lot of money, spent it on a lot of guns I'm trying to change, I don't want to [?] Clean me up, but you can't change what's in my head [Childish Gambino] k**in' Glenlivet, Dom P said it My flow go to earth, we the ill pandemic We smoke the whole barn up, b**h I'm on my high horse You don't watch Community? Girl, what is you lyin' for? [Prodigy] b**h, I got immunity Out here in the jungle of concrete Where I hustle gettin' all these rhymes off Hoes wanna jump, but I don't want your little dyke I'm too preoccupied with this good life [Childish Gambino] I want a hood life, cash and clothes Fast as hoes, then get ghosts like Casper though Smash 'em though, they don't know what hit 'em Childish Gambino, show a n***a that you with him say "ayo"