Nothing Like Home Mobb Deep (Ft. Littles)

[Intro: Prodigy]
Yeah man, you know
2002, man
You know, approachin' 2003, man
Where we takin' this, man, you know what I'm sayin
Where we headed for the future man? (What's the resolutions?)

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Wealth, health, and happiness nigga
Will Keep me from runnin' 'round clappin' these niggas
Sometimes you gotta just handle your business
Fuck it, it's on me, rounds of shots for niggas
Punk, I wake up everyday to cathedral ceilings
Jumpin' out my bed, wall to wall marble and pillars
Livin' like the pharaoah Tut, I'm blessed with life
So I breathe deep and give praise to the most high
Then I, get fresh for a new day
I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees
Turn on the flat screen to C-Span, see the elite strength
Attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
Prophecies comin' to pass
We gotta survive this shit dunn, it's nothin' to laugh at (For real)
I hops in the V, grab the heat and I stash that
I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap

[Chorus: Havoc]
I traveled the world, and been alot of places
Believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
And if you want somethin' done, you gotta do it yourself
You got drama, who's gonna clap that chrome?
Nobody like you, somebody like me
When death, I'm ready for it in Threes
And me off point? C'mon now nigga please
I'm paranoid, you know I'm burnin' those trees