Shook Ones, Pt. II
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Mobb Deep
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(stove clicking)
- Yo,
Don, we gotta get this loot up.
Word up son.
♪ Yeah, to all the killers
the hundred dollar billers ♪
♪ For real, who ain't got no feelings ♪
♪ Check it out now ♪
♪ I got you stuck off the realness ♪
♪ We be the infamous, you heard of us ♪
♪ Official Queensbridge murderers ♪
♪ The Mobb comes equipped for warfare ♪
♪ Beware of my crime family
who got 'nough shots to share ♪
♪ For all those, who
wanna profile and pose ♪
♪ Rock you in your face, stab
your brain with your nose bone ♪
♪ You all alone in these streets, cousin ♪
♪ Every man for they self
in this land we be gunning ♪
♪ And keep them shook crews
running, 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
their 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 breathing ♪
♪ Your simple words just don't move me ♪
♪ You're minor, we're major ♪
♪ You're all up in the game and
don't deserve to be a player ♪
♪ Don't make me have
to call your name out ♪
♪ Your crew is featherweight ♪
♪ My gunshots will 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 deceased,
another story gets told ♪
♪ It ain't nothing really,
ayo Dun, spark the Philly ♪
♪ So I can get my mind
off these yellow back ♪
♪ Why they still alive,
I don't know, go figure ♪
♪ Meanwhile, back in Queens,
the realness and 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
thing as halfway crooks ♪
♪ Scared to death and
scared to look, they shook ♪
♪ 'Cause ain't no such
thing as halfway crooks ♪
♪ Scared to death and scared to look ♪
♪ Living the life that
of diamonds and guns ♪
♪ There's numerous ways you
can choose to earn funds ♪
♪ Some brothers get shot,
locked down and turn nuns ♪
♪ Cowardly hearts and straight
up shook ones, shook ones ♪
♪ He ain't a crook, son ♪
♪ He's just a shook one ♪
♪ For every rhyme I write
it's twenty-five to life ♪
♪ Yo, it's a must, in gats we
trust, safeguarding my life ♪
♪ Ain't no time for hesitation ♪
♪ That only leads to incarceration ♪
♪ You don't know me, there's no relation ♪
♪ Queensbridge and we don't
play, I don't got time ♪
♪ For your petty thinking mind,
son, I'm bigger than those ♪
♪ Claiming that you pack heat
but you're scared to hold ♪
♪ And once the smoke clears ♪
♪ You'll be left with one in your dome ♪
♪ Thirteen 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 gonna 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 jax, kid, you
know I bring it to you live ♪
♪ Stay in a child's place,
kid, you outta line ♪
♪ Criminal minds thirsty for recognition ♪
♪ I'm sipping, E and J
got my mind flipping ♪
♪ I'm bugging, digging my ways
out of holes by hustling ♪
♪ Get that loot, kid,
you know my function ♪
♪ 'Cause long as I'm
alive I'm a live illegal ♪
♪ And once I get on I'm
a put on all my people ♪
♪ React quick, spit lyrics
like MACs, I hit your dome up ♪
♪ When I roll up, don't
be caught sleeping ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm creeping ♪
♪ 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
thing as halfway crooks ♪
♪ Scared to death, scared
to look, they shook ♪
♪ 'Cause ain't no such
thing as halfway crooks ♪
♪ Scared to death, scared
to look, they shook ♪
♪ 'Cause ain't no such
thing as halfway crooks ♪
♪ Living the life that
of diamonds and guns ♪
♪ There's numerous ways you
can choose to earn funds ♪
♪ Some get shot, locked
down and turn nuns ♪
- I don't know man, it
came from the roof, yo.
- Who was it, yo.
- Who did that son?
- It came from the roof, yo.
- Let's go get them,
they're there right now man.
- Man, come on, yo.
- Word to my mother.
(cross talking)
- Chill, close the door.
- We gone do this shit right.
