You could never understand the mind state My goal is to increase the crime rate And work at a fast pace No time to think twice Catch the fool blinkin' and he will be iced For tryna play tough on the menu But I can see the trick within you I break it down through a science Word is bond Nine time blatted, ten says you never see you life again I'm ready to die and ready for all y'all If you think you ready to try To push the God to the limit But I ambush and hit hard and bust shots in him Ain't he really wanna get involved with the gunfight Prayin' to God, then you can live a low life But I put the knife to your throat and proceed to cut Why you bleedin' on the floor with your mouth shut And what? "Pumpin' mad slugs" ... All we do all day is... All we do all day All we do all day is... Step through door Gettin' shed with 94 With the mind of Saddam hardcore bringin' war So cock your pistol I'm accurate like a Scud missile I leave a cop killer lost in your brain central Therefore, say no more, I'm the rule Kid with skills give your more than what you came for My crew got my back so why you pop this glock Kicks hollow tips Hittin' you up real quick I chill on the hill, mind my own but still Stay your point, keep my steel cock and ready for real I stay trife and walk the projects at night Livin' right? Son, they want to take my life I'm paranoid, dxmn sure ain't the wxxd I smoke It's the phony other brothers, while I'm on, they're broke I see 'em starin', with their heat to try to get bold Starin' at my gold, so the heat I hold tight like a mic When I rhyme, commit crimes at night Do a bid on my end pump link, leave your whole town ran Bust a vessel instead, I choose, you lose When I squeeze at enemies then blow the fuse Spark an L, burn a brain cell, love-love A-black, Paddyshop, light it up Fxxk y'all Big Noyd in the house, representin' Mobb Deep Either smokin' A-black or the bluey one-twoey Lightin' it up, light the weed and make a cloud ×4 You got a lot of heart, boy, all that yappin' Actin' like it can't happen It's brothers like you who fail to realize the realness So now I got to deal with this Back when I was younger, I used to get stuck But now the tables turned and I make the beef duck Quit stealin' all you want to try and play me I bet you if I hit you with the pound you'd obey me You must be smokin' dust, my crew will flip for days And bust your face open in various ways I'm in too deep, ain't no if, what if, maybes And if you got a kid then the P is killin' babies And after that, relax and get puffed out But watch your step 'cause you could still get rubbed out Stop frontin', get a Tec to your grill For real, you ain't ill, I know the deal Puff a fat L, burn a brain cell, love-love A-black, Paddyshop, lightin' it up "Pumpin' mad slugs" ... I leave your brain in fazed, call me exact Your mind can't find out project side, that's when I climb out Be on a flow in the Ac, the two, either one, two A-Black That's where they got that stay high Keep my mind in the sky, straight up to corrupt Front on this, kid you get bucked Life stuck off the raps I kick, Queensbridge kid, you dig? And rocks you to the head, take a swig I'm bent, stay hard, and if we bump into any shorties All I want to know is any skin involved I live the high life, keep my mind right, do my dirt at night Forget the pull, word is bond, it's on Queensbridge representin' with the automatic fullies Weaponry packed, more cracks and flip G-packs Get that loot kid, what you gonna do When my whole crew is blazin' at you? 'Cause whole crew we run through I'm ill like Tommy Hill but brothers can't figure the facts Fake Jacks, you'll get ten in your back I react like a maniac, strapped with macs It's what the petty tip you on 'cause I'm not on it like that I just chill, what the Hell? Everybody want to be a gangster Step to Havoc and step into the Zone of Danger They get blown with the banger You been on a whore too long, a buck fifty flippin' on me 'Cause everywhere I go, son, it's time for me to flip Loose lips ain't shit, aim a nine and don't miss I learned to hold my own, protect my dome with beat I'm quick to squeeze my piece when the beef get deep I get down for my crown in a minute Wanna start drama, where's my gun? I'ma end it And all this time, I been smokin' Drum, to relax my mind I don't stressed like a motherfxxkin' nxggas get bucked On the ave, 'cause Queens nxggas don't give a fxxk And if you didn't know by now, Queensbridge is where I'm from The place that stars are born and phony rapper get done Spark an L, burn a brain cell, love-love A-black, Paddyshop, lightin' it up "Pumpin' mad slugs" ...