[Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines I'm that quiet
storm nigga who fight rhyme P yea u heard of him but I ain't concerned with
them nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them make my rotweiller sons out
and scold your men unload ten in braw day light get right fuck your life
hop on my '98 dirt bike u try to stop mines from growin I make your blood
stop flowin take affirmative action to any ass if he ask it I become the
mack-10 you's a dick blower tryin to speak the dun language what the
drilly with that though it ain't bangin' u hooked on mobb phonics
infamous-bonics lying to the pop dog like u got it you ain't wildin out
for the night fish blower rusty shank holder we live this
shit
[Chorus]2X
[Havoc] It's the real shit nigga make u feel
shit[the real......] bump it in the clubs shit have you wildin out when
bump this[hip-hop.....] drugs to your ear drum the raw uncut have a nigga
OD but it's never enough
[Prodigy] Ay yo the P rock 40 inch cables
drinkin white label my chain hang down to my dick my piece bang glass
tables diamonds and guns before the fame duke a nigga like me hold
tecs are you the same too goin through the emotions of gun holdin long
shotguns down my pants leg limpin Killa-B you still livin even my pops too he
taught me how to shoot when I was 7 yo I used to bust shots crazy I
couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare me[POW!] I love my
pops for that I love my nigga E-Black I'll take the life of anyone who tryin
to change what's left and then through all of that a nigga ain't scared of
death all y'all brand new niggas just scared to death I spent too many
night sniffin' coke gettin' right wastin' my life now I'm tryin to make
things right grand open some gates invest in the rap business do things
for the kids[the little duns] build a jungle gym behind the crib so they can
enjoy youth CBRs,VCRs,ATV and big screen TVs nigga please don't make me
have to risk my freedom we spent our whole life for this you'll get your
shit beat in.....[The real]
Chorus 1X
[Prodigy] It go 1,2,3 to
the 4th that nigga P-double got that shit for y'all people to rock to
stirrin up pots of brew in hell's kitchen I'm chef the impossible servin'
hot plates all across the unified states sit down and sup with top rap
reps all across we board move diligent you better walk like nigga on the
tight rope duke infamous 1st infantry 1st division,4th mission 1st
assignment give 'em that shit they been missin my new edition's way bitchin'
those that listen get addicted to my diction fuck rhymes I write
prescriptions for your disease generic rap's just not potent like
P's 1,100 ccs on the throttle I peel off chest naked on Katanas spaghetti
head mobb niggas is full bred full blown militin tone I rock the skeleton
bone thirst for verses and thirst for worse beats so I can put more
product out on the street get respect and love all across the board we've
been endured for keepin it raw nothin less or more I score everytime for
sure while the rest of y'all niggas just i'll