[Intro]
Is what we mobbin' for
Another day, another dime
In a drug war for living by the thug law
[Verse 1]
If you saw me in the streets, kid, you wouldn't think that I'm a thug
Fade, parted up the middle with the diamond stud
But I come raw, with the rawness, no preservatives
And murder pigs, and hurt the niggas who don't deserve to live
My mans and me had a tendency to smoke the remedy
Watching for the enemy so we can live infinity
When I do a pack I'm wishing niggas watch my back and listen
I can't go back to prison, god, I need the capitalism
Though I squeeze, I'd be damned if we plead insanity
Pump weed, grams, and keys just to feed the family
A while ago I was in the streets living foul for dough
Pulling calico, you try to front, you and your pal will go
In the jungle that's expected, all the humble kids are hectic
You rumble, get your neck split, then you stumble to the exit
But blocks are ever raided by a bunch of Bethas hated
Out the block they never made it, lot of wives were devastated
When I was in beef it wasn't no howling police
Brothers spent hours of grief in front of flowers and wreath
So if you try to bring the beef, kid, I bury you
Go to the viewing with your crew and kiss your mother, she's hysterical
Thought that I was safe when I was strapped with my fam till they attacked
Me and my man in the candy apple Lam
Put 12 in the vest, one shell to the flesh
Then I fell on my chest, dawg, my skeleton red
They tried to murder me but through surgery the doctors carried Mason
Now I'm in the alley waitin', thinking 'bout retaliating
Vexed so, TEC blows, organs in your chest show
You're petro, know you can't live so you let go
Erase clicks and chase spics, don't get your face split
Every nigga in the place trip when Mase flip with lace tips
Plenty niggas I done searched and sliced, took they merchandise
And tell them niggas keep it if it's worth they life
To tell the truth, kid, I'm as trife as they come
Kidnap your wife and your son and put a knife through your lungs
And everything that I recite is quite subliminal
Plus the whites in general be treating all the blacks like we criminals
That's why I stay killing all them immigrants
And when they walk past tenements I throw bottles like I'm ignorant
And that's my murder autobiography
And my immortal anthology takes no moral apologies
'Cause once I lose I get low, put a fool in a yoke
Put the tool to his throat, take his jewels and his coat
Nowadays you gotta smoke with a brew, ain't no hope for the youth
Niggas get scoped from the roof
And during the daytime, we don't delay crime, the pay's fine
Spray nines to kill the cops and the canines
Straight up and down I walk the town with the tooley
A clown tried to do me, pop a round in the mooley
Niggas think they got it sowed now, because they got a 4-pound
Niggas get blowed down frontin' in my hometown
You never thought that maybe Mase would be the one that ladies chasin'
Murder the Haiti race with more guns than a Navy base
Streets I don't doubt none, death will be the outcome
When you talk to Mase, kid, you better watch your mouth, son
Is what we mobbin' for
Another day, another dime
In a drug war for living by the thug law
[Verse 1]
If you saw me in the streets, kid, you wouldn't think that I'm a thug
Fade, parted up the middle with the diamond stud
But I come raw, with the rawness, no preservatives
And murder pigs, and hurt the niggas who don't deserve to live
My mans and me had a tendency to smoke the remedy
Watching for the enemy so we can live infinity
When I do a pack I'm wishing niggas watch my back and listen
I can't go back to prison, god, I need the capitalism
Though I squeeze, I'd be damned if we plead insanity
Pump weed, grams, and keys just to feed the family
A while ago I was in the streets living foul for dough
Pulling calico, you try to front, you and your pal will go
In the jungle that's expected, all the humble kids are hectic
You rumble, get your neck split, then you stumble to the exit
But blocks are ever raided by a bunch of Bethas hated
Out the block they never made it, lot of wives were devastated
When I was in beef it wasn't no howling police
Brothers spent hours of grief in front of flowers and wreath
So if you try to bring the beef, kid, I bury you
Go to the viewing with your crew and kiss your mother, she's hysterical
Thought that I was safe when I was strapped with my fam till they attacked
Me and my man in the candy apple Lam
Put 12 in the vest, one shell to the flesh
Then I fell on my chest, dawg, my skeleton red
They tried to murder me but through surgery the doctors carried Mason
Now I'm in the alley waitin', thinking 'bout retaliating
Vexed so, TEC blows, organs in your chest show
You're petro, know you can't live so you let go
Erase clicks and chase spics, don't get your face split
Every nigga in the place trip when Mase flip with lace tips
Plenty niggas I done searched and sliced, took they merchandise
And tell them niggas keep it if it's worth they life
To tell the truth, kid, I'm as trife as they come
Kidnap your wife and your son and put a knife through your lungs
And everything that I recite is quite subliminal
Plus the whites in general be treating all the blacks like we criminals
That's why I stay killing all them immigrants
And when they walk past tenements I throw bottles like I'm ignorant
And that's my murder autobiography
And my immortal anthology takes no moral apologies
'Cause once I lose I get low, put a fool in a yoke
Put the tool to his throat, take his jewels and his coat
Nowadays you gotta smoke with a brew, ain't no hope for the youth
Niggas get scoped from the roof
And during the daytime, we don't delay crime, the pay's fine
Spray nines to kill the cops and the canines
Straight up and down I walk the town with the tooley
A clown tried to do me, pop a round in the mooley
Niggas think they got it sowed now, because they got a 4-pound
Niggas get blowed down frontin' in my hometown
You never thought that maybe Mase would be the one that ladies chasin'
Murder the Haiti race with more guns than a Navy base
Streets I don't doubt none, death will be the outcome
When you talk to Mase, kid, you better watch your mouth, son
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