Lyrics:
[Prodigy] It's alright with me if it's all right with you
Big P representing from the Mobb Deep Crew
[Havoc] It's alright with me if it's all right
and I skate through
If you bugged out they gon' spray you
One to ya temple, won't say who
We caked up and them cars cost
That wine great and that weed's
reporting live for Channel 2 News
But the news crews jetted and I did too
So I'm back on the move and I got nothing to lose
except my shoes
but I lost those
spray broad day ain't nothing
The lilac one AK doing something
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you want to
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
Rock track
Ayo two cool cats who reclaim the name
Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth in this here rap game
But the good news is that there is a crew
Not 5
the man have been cloning
Who's doing it like this unsigned?
See your real friends there when it's crunch time, I bet I'm punching yours if you punch mine
I feel like I'm in my prime now
c captain of an armada who powered through all the pain and the drama
Back when my crew felt like Pinky and Brain
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
I sit ISIS with the crew
I just want the head, I'd give an arm and leg to live like you
I envisioned two of you
I sit sipping splitting views
I just
bounce that shit
Now here I am, chillin' in the 212
I got my shawty by my side
And my two live crew
Makin' noise, wakin' the hood
Fuck they gon' do? I got
Ooh oh my
The crew and I
We the ones they're talking about yeah yeah yeah
Ooh nana
The crew they don't like
Threatened by the alpha males yeah yeah
plate, you not a bread winner
I'm not a rapper either, I just learn fast
But now I won't stop 'til I got my boys flying first class
First off, who else do
through the crew blew two blunts
Master mind just passing time hold up
You can't eat with no food
And you can't live with no rules
Take a look at my scars
I'm a don I'll be working Till my Crew is eets
Shoot the peace, Brother I'm waiting For ya like uber eats
Said I'm a don, You can try steppin You'll
this?"
Maybe everything I'm gon' say from here on then is gon' be on the behalf of hooties
(Hello) This a new life, who this?
I'm on a roll like two
dreaming
You wanna know why I'm here
Then 2Real's the reason
Yeah, 2Real, who real all i know is you real
If no one had my back then
I always knew that you
shit just happened to my nigga Terrence
A week later now somebody else is laying dying
Surrounded by a crowd of people and his momma crying
The way
on the waist like a suplex
Everybody's asking they wanna know who's next
Like I'm getting servered at bar by suzette
Mean & clean when I fling on the crew neck
the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's
doing somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
and, uh, you too so you knew
I'm from Jersey and all my team's on your block more than you do
Who's the new crew?
Show me your neck, brother,
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