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| Mobb Deep Miscellaneous Shook Ones Pt. 1 (Prodigy): The most violent of the violent lest crimes we give life to If these QueensBridge kids don't like you We bring drama of the worst kind of enemies Your first time would be your last earth memories It's only your own fault I gave you fair warning..beware.. Of killa kids who don't care Unaware fools who be dealt with in time It ain't a mystery Hop on the words and rhyme In nineteeth hundred and ninety square All shook niggaz is supposed to have fear Trying to get a piece of this pie we don't share Prepare for the worst cuz I been there Try tah, keep a positive mind and walk a straight line don't work So niggaz is forced to do dirt And God made .... So this jerk wouldn't hurt If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt On the streets for nineteenth years And not leaving My first priority is to reach twenty one breathing Forever beef Nobody would ever be even So I grab the heat before breathing Lost in this foul mind state I can't keep straight thinking But I keep my eyes on the earth without blinking It's hard to be a man in this land of the venom Any man try to front He get slugs in him Because.. (Chorus / Prodigy): He ain't a crook son..son, he just shook one..shook one... We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds... Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... (Havoc): For every rhyme I write Is 25 to life To all my peoples in the Bridge Know what I'm talking 'bout, right Ain't no time for hesitation That only leads to incarceration You don't know me, there's no relation Cuz Queens niggas don't play I don't got time for the he say, she say I'm bigga than dat Claiming that you packing gats But you scared to get locked Once you get upon the Island Change your ways and stop Thirteen years in the projects, my hard times of living Wake up in the morning Thank God I'm still living Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live? Or I am going to hell for all the shit I did No time to dwell on that Cuz my brain reacts Front if you want nigga Lay on ya back I don't fake jax Kid, you know I bring it to ya live Stay in a child's place, kid you outta line Criminal mind thirsty for recognition mission I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flipping I'm buggin diggin ..... over hustling Get that loot kid You know my motherfucking function Cause as long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal And once I get it I'ma put it on my people React quick to lyrics Like macs I hit... Your dome up When I roll up, don't get caught sleepin' 'Cause I'm creepin' ... ...You just a shook one (Chorus / Prodigy): We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... Yeah... |
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