Nighttime Vultures Mobb Deep (Ft. Raekwon)

[Intro]
Uh
The nighttime comin', niggas, yeah (Yeah, son)
Without question
No doubt, my man took this shit to the grave, nigga
Understand?

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, I rose early mornin', spread my wings, yawnin'
Vague memory of last night, now it's all dawnin'
Looked down and see dried blood on all my garment
It stained on my Guess formers, kevlared enormous
I hopped up outta my bed holdin' my head
Flashbacks of gunshots shot past my head
I can recall an eight-man brawl, three men fall
Bullets flew, had to drug my man behind the wall
Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs like air mail
Directly at the cat that made my man blood spill
An eye for an eye, you know my science of life
Is you man or mice, thugs or the cowardly type?
I kick that '98 shit for your ears to list'
Nigga, P way ahead of his time, surpassed kids
(Fuck them kids be doin', yo?)
Kickin' rhymes that's true lies
Let me break 'em down to size, minimize they airtime
After this, you never will go back to that which
Sit back and write half-ass shit
The last official, taking out the artificial
Let me relieve you, replace that shit with some lethal
Mobb, remember the name, it's been along
Got niggas shook to death from the first fuckin' song
Fluidly, my mind flooded with jewels infinite
The chronic rap bandits, the addicts stuck on some live shit
Bear witness to this diligent street cat
I carry myself, hold myself down in fact
This one dedicated to my niggas on run
Holdin' big gats, go for your gun
Prepare to crush one, we trust none
Man who ain't down with the clan
The Mobb dynasty, apparently, you thought I was some other type
Nigga you could fuck with, you shit outta luck, boss
I break your compass, throw you way off course
We built this from ground up, started from ground zero
Mafia Onda, see the name up on the mural
Durable, physically fit, raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin' ridiculous
And still facinated by my stee'
Little P, wanna be me, huh? You no D