[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, however do u want, however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin' wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya’ll cats alive
Take your time don’t rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin' the pot down slow
But assuringly, spoon-feeding these
Starvin' ass heads catchin' shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin' this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh
[Chorus: Chinky, Prodigy]
My kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you
Yeah, that's how it's going down, so what's the drill now, do it
We'll reach out and touch anyone tryna act brand-new
Don't even go that route, throw on your running shoes and make moves
[Verse 2: Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC duns, it’s all real, we hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin'
You never catch me sleepin', stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin' me, if not they probably waitin' for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the remedy
Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke
Hit 'em where we blow and don’t let nobody know
Theres snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you movin', son
Shots get loaded, don’t ever run wit' the crowd, son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that’s the way we rock it
The only way to live, if you really think about it
Every move is humble wit' precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart
'Til then, I’ll be somewhere gettin' bent up in a den
Sippin' gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be
Something that your not, and that’s not good my friend
On a personal, I ain’t even feelin' you cats
Don’t even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg' laugh at
Son, you know we passed that
Get 'em outta here, 'cause you could have that
Yo, however do u want, however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin' wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya’ll cats alive
Take your time don’t rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin' the pot down slow
But assuringly, spoon-feeding these
Starvin' ass heads catchin' shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin' this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh
[Chorus: Chinky, Prodigy]
My kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you
Yeah, that's how it's going down, so what's the drill now, do it
We'll reach out and touch anyone tryna act brand-new
Don't even go that route, throw on your running shoes and make moves
[Verse 2: Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC duns, it’s all real, we hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin'
You never catch me sleepin', stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin' me, if not they probably waitin' for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the remedy
Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke
Hit 'em where we blow and don’t let nobody know
Theres snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you movin', son
Shots get loaded, don’t ever run wit' the crowd, son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that’s the way we rock it
The only way to live, if you really think about it
Every move is humble wit' precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart
'Til then, I’ll be somewhere gettin' bent up in a den
Sippin' gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be
Something that your not, and that’s not good my friend
On a personal, I ain’t even feelin' you cats
Don’t even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg' laugh at
Son, you know we passed that
Get 'em outta here, 'cause you could have that
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