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Albert Johnson (born September 18, 1974), better known by his stage name Prodigy, is an American rapper and one half of the Hip-hop duo Mobb Deep with Havoc. He is the great-great-grandson of the founder of Morehouse College. Prodigy was born with sickle-cell anemia and has suffered from the disease throughout his life. more »

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The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight

When darkness consumes the
Neighborhood streets
The neighborhood hoods and
The neighborhood creeps
Come out to play with they hats pulled down
And their hoodies pulled low
Below they eyebrows take yo ass in the crib
You not down for madness
'Bout to go down three at night
Night shift workers come home they walk fast
Scared to go through they own block, yeah
It's that bad
The villains making a killin'
Sellin' pieces of weight
E&J inside a hot chamomile tea
Keep em warm 'cause the cold
Air'll cut your skin
It's bleedin' outside but the
Block still clickin'
There's cameras in the hood but
The fiends still smoke
The narcs makin' movies
Tey lookin' for the role of the
Worlds dumbest criminal caught on
Film while the real criminal minds
Continue to thrive in

The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight

It's 2012 and drugs still movin'
The balance don't stop and the prisons
Is full with scar-faced thugs c's and B's
Who do years and come back
To the same routine
Some say the game over, they must be blind
Bet they don't come through the
Real hoods at night
With that theoretical shit
You shit your drawers
You'll get robbed for your outfit, yeah
Take that off disparity rules the world
The rich is outnumbered
You can't straddle the fence, pick a side
Fucker you got 'til the sun go
Down 'cause when that
Full moon rise then the wolves come out
And the cocaine vampires slingin' hard
White from dusk to dawn
It's nothin' like the movies
We drink holy water, rock crucifixes
And eat garlic and onion chips for dinner

The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight

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