I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines
 I'm that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme
 P yea u heard of him but I ain't concerned with them
 nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them
 make my rotweiller sons out and scold your men
 unload ten in braw day light get right
 fuck your life hop on my '98 dirt bike
 u try to stop mines from growin
 I make your blood stop flowin
 take affirmative action to any ass if he ask it
 I become the mack-10
 you's a dick blower tryin to speak the dun language
 what the drilly with that though it ain't bangin'
 u hooked on mobb phonics infamous-bonics
 lying to the pop dog like u got it
 you ain't wildin out for the night fish blower
 rusty shank holder we live this shit

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 [Havoc]
 It's the real shit nigga make u feel shit[the real......]
 bump it in the clubs shit
 have you wildin out when bump this[hip-hop.....]
 drugs to your ear drum the raw uncut
 have a nigga OD but it's never enough

 [Prodigy]
 Ay yo the P rock 40 inch cables drinkin white label
 my chain hang down to my dick my piece bang glass tables
 diamonds and guns before the fame duke a nigga like me hold tecs
 are you the same too
 goin through the emotions of gun holdin
 long shotguns down my pants leg limpin
 Killa-B you still livin even my pops too he taught me how to
 shoot when I was 7 yo
 I used to bust shots crazy
 I couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare me[POW!]
 I love my pops for that I love my nigga E-Black
 I'll take the life of anyone who tryin to change what's left
 and then through all of that a nigga ain't scared of death
 all y'all brand new niggas just scared to death
 I spent too many night sniffin' coke gettin' right
 wastin' my life now I'm tryin to make things right
 grand open some gates invest in the rap business
 do things for the kids[the little duns]
 build a jungle gym behind the crib so they can enjoy youth
 CBRs,VCRs,ATV and big screen TVs nigga please
 don't make me have to risk my freedom
 we spent our whole life for this
 you'll get your shit beat in.....[The real]

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 [Prodigy]
 It go 1,2,3 to the 4th
 that nigga P-double got that shit for y'all
 people to rock to stirrin up pots of brew
 in hell's kitchen I'm chef the impossible
 servin' hot plates all across the unified states
 sit down and sup with top rap reps
 all across we board move diligent
 you better walk like nigga on the tight rope duke
 infamous 1st infantry 1st division,4th mission
 1st assignment give 'em that shit they been missin
 my new edition's way bitchin' those that listen
 get addicted to my diction fuck rhymes I write prescriptions
 for your disease generic rap's just not potent like P's
 1,100 ccs on the throttle I peel off chest naked on Katanas
 spaghetti head mobb niggas is full bred full blown
 militin tone I rock the skeleton bone
 thirst for verses and thirst for worse beats
 so I can put more product out on the street
 get respect and love all across the board
 we've been endured for keepin it raw
 nothin less or more
 I score everytime for sure
 while the rest of y'all niggas just i'll

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