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mobb deep shook ones part 2

Word up son, word..

Yeah, to all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings

Check it out now

[Prodigy]

I got you stuck off the realness

We be the infamous, you heard of us

Official Queens bridge murderers

The Mobb comes equipped with warfare

Beware of my crime family,

Who got 'nuff shots to share

For all of those who wanna profile and pose

Rock you in your face,

Stab your brain with your nosebone

You're all alone in these streets, cousin

Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'

And keep them shook crews runnin',

Like they supposed to

They come around but they never come close to

I can see it inside your face

You're in the wrong place

Cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up

With bullet holes and such

Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched

You can put your whole army against my team and

I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'

Your simple words just don't move me

You're minor, we're major

You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playa

Don't make me have to call your name out

Your crew is featherweight

My gunshots'll make you levitate

I'm only nineteen but my mind is older

And when the things get for real,

My warm heart turns cold

Another nigga deceased, another story gets told

It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly

So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas

Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure

Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation

If I die, I couldn't choose a better location

When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation

Getting closer to God, in a tight situation

Now, take these words home and think it through

Or the next rhyme I write might be about you

Son, they shook,

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death and scared to look

They shook

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death and scared to look

Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds

Some of 'em get shot, locked down

And turn nuns

Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones

He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one

[Havoc]

For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to life

Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life

Ain't no time for hesitation

That only leads to incarceration

You don't know me, there's no relation

Queens bridge niggas don't play

I don't got time for your petty thinking mind

Son, I'm bigga than those

Claimin' that you pack heat,

But you're scared to hold

And when the smoke clears,

You'll be left with one in your dome

13 years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid

You talk a good one, but you don't want it

Sometimes I wonder: Do I deserve to live,

Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did

No time to dwell on that cause my brain reacts

Front if you want kid, lay on your back

I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you live

Stay in a child's place, kid you out of line

Criminal minds thirsty for recognition

I'm sippin', E&J, got my mind flippin'

I'm buggin', think I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'

Get that loot kid, you know my function

Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal

And once I get on I'ma put on on my people

React mixed to lyrics

Like Macs I hit your dome up

When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin',

Cause I'm creepin'

Son, they shook,

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death and scared to look

They shook

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death and scared to look

They shook,

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Scared to death and scared to look

They shook

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds

Some of 'em get shot, locked down

And turn nuns

Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones

He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

To all the villains and the hundred dollar billers

To real brothers who ain't got no feelings

Yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money

41st side keepin' it real, you know

Queens get the money