Intro: Havoc
 No doubt!
 Yo  yo  y'know how we did on The Infamous album  right?
 Aight  we gonna do it again son

 (Havoc)

 Yo
 Laid up in the cut  watch these rap niggas fuck you up
 Thick as shorty guts  get the men to set you up
 It's the most trifle  44th Side disciples
 Take carnage for a weakness so I won't be so contour
 Niggas come with the "I gave you birth kid, I'm sellin you"
 The Infamous got PC for days
 We runnin thru townships, fuckin shit
 Kid, we down shit
 Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge no doubt, rub the clique
 9-6 droppin wild on some Benz's
 Some next shit, crash bar, ash the GOD
 I remember when loadin up the gas, beat settlin
 Ghetto peddlin the *?shaunder?*, shorty dead again
 Songs about 'We all around the NC'
 Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
 Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
 I bleach blonde em, you can't see like Ste-vie
 I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
 Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin with that?

 (Prodigy)

 To all my Mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy
 Mobb sheisty, GOD follow three and Gotti
 Rapper Noyd, tiemax and Ty Knitty
 Scarface and Gambino, New York City
 It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
 Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit
 Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your bitch
 My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
 Your time's wasted for figurin P
 was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously
 You get lumped sometin horribly and then we calmly
 guzzle Sparmarlti and Don Perrignon-ly
 Move the crowds over, cruise the fuck out
 After GOD drinks had to shoot our fuckin way out
 Spark flyin niggas dyin, bitches cryin and shout
 Mobb niggas to the exit, we out

 (Ty Knitty)

 9-6 load up the clips, the Infamous apocalypse
 QBC on the L-I-E sippin Hennessey
 and Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Knitty jiggy
 Eyes forever chingy up in the Mariott
 Tonnes o' hydro, black tuxedo, lay low
 The 5-0migos, the gigolo, what nigga?

 (Gambino)

 A technique official wipe me
 Internal bleedin he felt, heat then cold feet
 QBC committee, Ty Knitty hit the safe
 The Phillipino's have mad ice and gold plates
 We escape, ain't no turnin back to Stat
 Pushin back-to-back acts, gettin cheddar
 Drug smugglin trusty, catchin faith
 We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake!

 Chorus:

 My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears
 and thirty years for years, start niggas and drink beers
 Tired of livin life this way, crime pay
 But for how long till you reach a downfall
 Thug niggas surround y'all, 4 pound y'all
 Animal instinct, these niggas gettin clapped on instinct
 I'm tired of livin life this way, crime pay
 But for how long till you reach a downfall
 *repeat*

 (Nigga) Motherfucker!
 Word up