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"Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa B |
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No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin? |
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That old real shit.. |
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(Prodigy) |
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There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from |
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You could run but you can't hide forever |
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from these, streets, that we done took |
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You walkin witcha head down scared to look |
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You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks |
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They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town |
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It's similar to Vietnam |
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Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control |
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They better have the riot gear ready |
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Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady |
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by the mac one-double, I touch you |
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and leave you with not much to go home wit |
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My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action |
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if I'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin |
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New York got a nigga depressed |
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So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess |
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God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll |
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And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef |
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You will soon be killed, put us together |
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It's like mixin vodka and milk |
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I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me |
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and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me |
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Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act |
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I'm fallin and I can't turn back |
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or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black |
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that I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death |
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My goal's to stay alive |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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Chorus: Mobb Deep |
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Yo, yo |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(We still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(Thug life, we still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(We still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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(we livin this til the day that we die) |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(survival of the fit only the strong..) |
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(Havoc) |
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I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know |
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When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that |
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As long as fiends smoke crack |
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I'll be on the block hustlin countin my stacks |
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No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution |
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Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system |
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Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick |
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My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces |
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I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard |
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Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up God |
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But shit happens for a reason |
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You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin |
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You can't find a shorty to troop your bid witchu |
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Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's difficult |
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Wild on the streets I try to maintain |
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Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game |
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Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit |
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I'm like a Jew, savin dough so I can big whip |
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Pushin a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet |
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No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever |
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Jakes on the blocks we out-clever |
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If beef, we never seperate and pull together |
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When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first |
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Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt |
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My crew's all about loot |
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Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified suits |
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Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin the smell |
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In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell |
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You better realize |
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Chorus: Mobb Deep |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(We still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(Thug life, we still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(We still livin it) |
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We livin this til the day that we die |
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Survival of the fit only the strong survive |
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(Thug life, we still livin it) |
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(the strong survive) |
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(Prodigy) |
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Look in the eyes and get wise |
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Look alive, in ninety-five, word up |
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Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed |
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Knahmsayin? Mobb Deep and all that.. |
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