
The Learning (Burn) Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Noyd & Vita)
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[Verse 1: Havoc]
Yo, it be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin' is ifitty
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slipped the Mickey
I'm so on the low, it'd take a Navy Seal to get me
When I surface, if not chips, the vengeance the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin'
'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin'
Niggas never learnin', let they eyes keep lurkin'
Have ya janitor pumpin' your X5 murkin'
Skid marks the street, heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga, overcook that meat!
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent ink
Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that 'cause forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em
Some love me, some hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow
We clap, motherfucker! Want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin' when the MAC blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink, watch how quick life pass you
[Chorus x2: Vita]
What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of
Yo, it be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin' is ifitty
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slipped the Mickey
I'm so on the low, it'd take a Navy Seal to get me
When I surface, if not chips, the vengeance the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin'
'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin'
Niggas never learnin', let they eyes keep lurkin'
Have ya janitor pumpin' your X5 murkin'
Skid marks the street, heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga, overcook that meat!
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent ink
Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that 'cause forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em
Some love me, some hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow
We clap, motherfucker! Want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin' when the MAC blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink, watch how quick life pass you
[Chorus x2: Vita]
What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of
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