The Prodigy - Mac 10 Handle lyrics

The best in the business Yea, it's about that time, ya heard? We the best n***a, we back n***a I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on d** My bullet proof on run, flats late at the night I'ma look for Cuz Just ride through his hood and when I see that chump I'ma jump out the truck and dump my gun You ain't neva been do it so you scared of that kinda sh** Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off sh** Too much of that gangsta music, nah, this reality rap I really go through it in interrogation rooms I don't crack, n***a, I don't got none for ya Talk to my lawyer, sh** Nowadays is hard to k** Be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on film They got eyes in the sky, we under surveillance That on star on your car track everywhere you've been Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone They wanna sneak and peak inside of my home I'm paranoid and it's not the weed In my rear view mirror these cars, they follow me So I bust rights and lefts, lefts and rights Till I stop seeing those Impala headlights Then I circle my block to make sure it's smooth Before I go upstairs to my four corner room I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as I be alone in my hot a** room Smokin' dope, loadin' bullets in my clip for you I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me cool I ain't even sweatin' you n***as, I'ma find you Eventually it happens like this At the club with his boys, at the mall with his b**h n***a think it's gon' be a fight d**h comes to those who wind me up And you could beg me to stop but I just keep Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you fast asleep Like a baby (Son wake up) Ain't no maybe Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too hasty I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, Mary and Joseph (Oh my God) If that's what it is, n***a I'ma live You not playin' me like the neighborhood b**h (Ayo, Mary) I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as I sit alone in my dirty a** room Starin' at candles, high on d** All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle Schemin' on you n***as Yeah, that's right, you know how we do it n***a (Uh, huh) I sit up all night and plot on your head n***a (Oh, we comin') It's not a f**in' game (We comin', we comin', n***a) Oh, we comin' n***a believe that (If he should happen to write your name down) We runnin' around gettin' this money on tour You know what I'm sayin'? (Should he speak out) I really ain't got time for you b**h a** n***as But um, this weekend I got some time You know what I'm sayin'? I might just put some work in (Yea we could fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule) It's like they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you n***a I don't give a f** who you wit, daytime, where the f** we at You betta stop, drop and roll n***a (Uh, huh) And it's on and poppin', high on d**, that's right Schemin' on you n***as, Mac 10 handle I use to drive a AC and kept a Mac in the engine Is this is it, baby? Have you heard of a dude named? (Yo, it's the P) Isn't it that stingy mothaf**a With an a**hole full of money?