Prodigy Of Mobb Deep - Man Down lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy and Big Noyd] That's my word, God! Kick that thug sh**, God Kick that motherf**in thug sh**, man! Word up, man (What's up, son? What's up?) Word up, kicko? (No doubt, n***a!) Money no represent, knowI'msayin? (All the time, baby) No doubt (YouknowI'msayin?) Who we got here, son? (Shine, baby, shine) (Look) Look who we have here, yo! (up in the sky...sky) [Verse 1: Prodigy] Here come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap sh** Perhaps, kid, make it happen, start the flipping You f**ing comic, who you kidding? My n***a's laughing, blood bathin, the world's greatest In-famous crimes heinous To interfere would be dangerous Plain and simp, stand clear, save your strength You couldn't go the length if you was coked up By my z'd up, whatever the f**, who gives a f**? You get f**ed My coalition specializes in collision The clash of the cliques, the duel o' the iron MAC, spit And leave ya half-split You'll be missin much more than a fraction When it's time for action Hit em while a man down, make that n***a backspin Trapped up, by New Yiddy madman We're blasting, you're collapsing heavily like my gold MAC-10 Get imprisoned with them raps they have you relapsing You get casting the Mobb, deaf and a**in We face splashing, dope fake's ice-pick stabbing He slow leakin, he 'ternally bleedin for speakin Outta place, n***as get placed back indecent Live at the main event may I present Screamin out loud for any squad that's deaf My Infamous Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya breath It's KO from dead arm rights and hard lefts Another satisfied consumer who got blessed Single out ya army til there's no man left [Hook] Man down (man down, down, down, down) (x3) Lay the f** down! [Verse 2: Havoc] Infamous cartel, visible evidence We scarred well, a**ociated team benevolent Never hesitant, opposition get settled hit with Sharp sh** that'll rip through One hundred layers of Kevlar, sharp like the GemStar Exiled, son, he get sent far He's the foulest, QBC gat bust the loudest Below profile, peep style, thirsty prowess Catching court cases, pay for your legal aid Son, that's money wasted, I ain't got time for that Invest third place on my best sold rap On the scrap from the ignorant cats It'll be dead in a few....just like that Couldn't bust his gat right (Yo, y'know what?) But now you bucked your own man, amateur a** Homeboy take that a** to cla** But you cut in, ducking a reality blast You catch a D minus f**ing with New York's finest The conversation from them outsiders Dick riders, connivers bomb ya camp We know survivors, push you off guard, got homiciding We an*lyzing, tell you up front ain't no surprises We take you down first round, give ya man pound [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Noyd] Check it out thunn, them n***as ain't ones To be blowin' off the top and sh**, I'm tired of sh** Thunn, I'm about to dot the b**h and leave him stiff Toss me the fifth so I can bless the G.O.D. with gift Yo n***a Noyd, what's the topic? Yo, the topic is this Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list First of all them tight n***as with that space-down sh** I stick a rocket up in they a** and give em a lift My marvelous Mobb is tonic, intoxicant, B. Sweet Morphine raps, you get dope from N.O.Y.D sh** fiending, now get your fix cause you need it f**ing up your interveners, the Infamous Mobb top secret The only way you weaking is if you peeking this Sneak thieving n***as mischievous Knowledging the G.O.D. behind the scene on some snake sh** The vultures, water from their mouth but we can taste it We just waiting with patience Yo, thunn, check the cross-examination these n***as faking So you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the bacon Or you can snatch the Mac for the fact it ain't bangin' Motherf**er [Hook] Lay the f** down, down, down, down...