Infamous

[havoc] fuck it kid, whattup queens in this motherfucker
(tell you i'm bangin tonight kid)
(yo shorty got a fattie right there)
[prod] queensbridge in the house, aiyyo wordup
[havoc] aiyyo ty yo ty c'mere son
(whattup boo? can i buy you a drink or sumpin boo?)
[ty] whattup whattup?
[havoc] where twins and them at yo?
(the fattie's bangin!)
[ty] i don't know (damn!)
[ty] i think twins laid up
[havoc] aiyyo son gimme two hennessee
Son i want two henessee's yo!
Straight yo, word up man!
*chaos*
Aiyyo what up with them queens niggaz man!
Hey, fuck you!
What? what the fuck, what?
Think they killers or somethin man
Ay fuck you money, whattup kid
*more chaos*

[prodigy]
I open my eyes to the streets where i was raised as a man
And learned to use my hands for protection
In scuffles, throw all my blows in doubles
I'm coming from queens motherfucker carrying guns in couples
And wilding, a q-u soldier
From lefrak to rockaway back to queensbridge
Black it's only crack sales makin niggaz act like that
Back in the days we could scrap, now you lay on your back
As things changed with time i traded in my knuckles for a mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my bed-stuy connection connected in two
It's live boo start shit too wild for you
Peace to, baesley, forty-p get down
And when you outta town represent your ground
Them niggaz bleed just like us so show em where we come from
Queens; leavin niggaz done son

The mobb gets hectic
Shit is for real up in queens we get hectic
Shit is for real we abouts to get hectic (3x)

[havoc]
As we sling on the corners like we always do
Son get that loot quick, spending dough like i never had shit
I'm living large pushin luxury cars
Though that shit is outta reach, anybody in my wake gets scarred
Permanently bed-ridden
And if you're pussy, then motherfucker get in where you fit in
As i walk around the streets
Son i got mad beef, i'ma blast you before you blast me
That's my philosophy cause nowadays you gotta be relentless
Grab my mac and slap a nigga senseless
Don't try to play me if you do you better d.o.a. me
Son i got em shook grab a little baby for shields
You got drama run for shelter for real
Pour some beer for the ill ain't no time to chill
Hit em up cause i'm quick to erupt like this
Wet em up with the mac scratch em off my list
Show em, the real meaning of drama you never had it
Til you bumped heads with the havoc
Ain't nuttin soft or sweat, i lift you off your feet
When i cock back the heat, whole crews retreat

[prodigy]
Ain't nothing soft or sweet, i lift you off your feet
When i cock back the heat whole crews retreat

We gets hectic
Shit is for real we abouts to get hectic (2x)

[prodigy]
Everything is real inside my mind; these days
You can't make it if you ain't affiliated with crime
A lifetime of street living
Throughout the beef i've accumulated many slugs have been given
But wilding ain't the way to be living
You're only gonna end up bloody on a floor shivering
Or locked up, caught inside the beast
Meanwhile on the street saying no more peace
My man, sto-bo, kid hold your own
In a cell locked down not far from home
And at the same time on the outside i'm representing
Still packin heat make you cowards keep stepping
Getting high, it's cause of the lye, i can't lie
I could move the crowd poppin slugs in the sky
Why come around if you afraid of what's over here
My man havoc put the bug in my ear
On the real, for real, but wait it gets realer
Real like an innocent child that turn killer
It's thing like that that only makes things iller
And makin cream doin sticks if you ain't a drug dealer
[it's] only facts coming out of my mouth feeds
As far as i can see these streets is getting sour
Q, u, too much drama to get into
And niggaz regret when they begin to
Regardless of your name or what you been through
Pause for a second, open your eyes and think dude
Life ain't the game that it seems to be
Fuck a fantasy i'm leaving in reality
Caught up in this untouchable mentality
Hit you up bad, make you loose a few calories
I need to slow down, movin through life at a high speed
Watchin all the slow runners pass by me
I can see through you, due to, my queens education
Speaking in behalf of this drug-game nation
The foundation, the queens nation

Up in queens, shit is for real we abouts to get hectic
Word up
Shaolin, shit is for real we abouts to get hectic
Word up kid
The b.k., the shit is for real we abouts to get hectic
Knowhati'msayin? (no doubt!)
And manhattan, shit is for real we abouts to get hectic
Up in the bronx we abouts to get hectic
Word up, knowhati'msayin? the whole world kid
Shit is over dead, mobb deep say party uhh
Knowhati'msayin? party uhh

[havoc]
Sometimes i wish i had three different faces
I'm going to court for three cases in three places
One in queens manhattan one in brooklyn
The way things is looking i'm 'ma see central bookings
Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time
After reconcurrence for assault 2 9
I gotta maintain 'cause stress on the brain
Can lead to a mothefucka suicide thing
And plus my provation a ill violation
How the fuck did i get in this tight situation?
I'm going all out you know moves i never fake
And fuck the jake digger catch me at my way
And if i did burn a bag of blade
Put the light in the air sometimes i just don't care

[prodigy]
Son i got plans, power movements, get on some real shit
I keep living like this i might loose it
My man is coming home from doing long ass bids
What up kiko? i ain't seen your ass since we was kids
It's all strange my nigga's locked down thinking long range
And see their names in the daily news third page
They sent a kite to my nigga killa
It only took one sword to put seven holes in his squila
A 3 to 9 spending most of his time inside the bin
Reclined, and still came home with a shine

Check it out now..
Word up son, shit is ill kid..
Knahmsayin? bein that we livin the motherfuckin trife life
Don't have another day right?
It's only right
Let me put you on to what happens son, never believe this shit
Kick that shit

[prodigy]
It's just another day, drownin my troubles with a forty
That's when i got the call from this brownskin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at? said we could do whatever
She got her crew too, and said that we should get together
I said, "aight -- just call me back in a hour
So i can take a shower and gather up the manpower"
Then i hung up the horn
And i thought to myself that it might be on
Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years (why?)
Ever since i left the hoe lonely in tears
Ain't no tellin what her friends puttin up in her ears
Ideas of settin me up, i'm not tryin ta hear
(check it out, son) so we take the gats for precautions
Plus this trick live in brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of bucktowners
Waitin for us to get up off the train and surround us
Or maybe, i'm blowin this shit out of proportion
But this shit do happen, to niggaz very often
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to
My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put together five soldiers, the bitch called
My blood curdled, told me to meet her on myrtle
Got to the plaza, we're waitin for the g train
We put a plan together, just in case the beef came
Now we bed stuy bound
Far from home and on unknown ground
But together we six deep, with fire piece, nuttin sweet
First nigga frontin gettin lifted off his fuckin feet
It took eternity, we reached our destination
My heartbeat is racin like a cardiac patient
We finally got to myrtle outside the train station
I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be patient
But hold up, thats when a black caravan rolled up
My legs then froze up, i grabbed my pound
Told my man, "eyes open cause it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the shit is startin to sound
Evey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it
It mighta been tnt, i wasn't tryin to wait and see, we
Jetted thru marcy cause dee's ain't baggin me
Word son, they got us on the run, dunn, see yo

Chorus:

Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Trife life got me thinkin like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt yo
What can kill you is what you don't know

[havoc]
Ok check it, you're on your way to your girl's crib
But the bitch live in the 'bridge
You ain't really sweatin it, cause little do you know
The niggaz in the 'bridge be settin it
You thought you was safe and tried to walk the backstreets without heat
On the 41st side (settin it) of 12th street
The cyber-niggaz don't give a fuck
Decide well if you come thru frontin, kid you gettin bucked
On your way, to apartment 3a
With a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days
Son get the heat, cause i'm about to stick em
(fuck that shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so just hold it down
While i cock back the long three pound
You're upstairs bonin, not knowin that i'm scheamin
Just the right time kid, it's twelve in the evenin
You're leavin out the buildin as you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised
"what's goin on?", as i reply,
"shut the fuck up and don't make this 'to another homicide"
He tried to play tough so i put one in his brain
Even though i took his life, all i wanted was the chain
Come through truck without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects keep your fingers on the trigger
But fuck that we're juxin, if you got what we like you gets tooken
Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good lookin
Now be catchin the cap that holes in ya lewis in brooklyn
Gettin to' up from the flo' up, hit the dress sto' up
Got the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna roll up
Get'cha motherfuckin shit swoll up
Now it's back to queens to serve fiends
Makin g's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sippin hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit
One-time searchin me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki's
But all this bullshit holdin me down, i can't leave
Fuck a 9-to-5, i get the loot with ease
Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit figure
I get mines slingin on the corner with my niggaz
Pullin the trigger when the drama appears
Cause that nigga worse enemy is fear
So yo....

Chorus

No doubt, so what can kill you is what you don't know..
[ad lib to outro]

Verse one: prodigy

It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookends, the way things is looking
It's friday, you in for a long stay, gettin shackled on the bus
First thing come monday, hoping in your mind you'll be released one day
But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while
Now you're up on the isle, in a position that you ain't got to, refusing
To smile
But keep in mind there's a brighter day, after your time spent
Used to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent
Thought you could hack it, now you're requesting pee, see you fragile
It ain't hard to see, niggas like that don't associate with me
I'd rather, get busy to the third degree
Cause the war populations are
If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon
Hit you up, leave your whole face screaming, what you in for kid
Busting nuts, taps heard of million street stories caught inside this trap
Who are you to look at me with your eyes like that
Wising up young blood, before you make things escalate, and i would hate
To set your crooked ass straight

Chorus

Make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone, niggas is trife
Runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one false move
And it's a up north trip
Livin the high life, make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone
Niggas is trife, runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one
False move and it's a up north trip

Verse two: havoc

You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked, you talk too much shit
You should have kept your mouth shut, all that gossip
Motherfucker don't you know my glock kicks, hollow tips
To your body, mad toxic, i fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor
Did you a favor, tried to wet you but i grazed you
Pop goes the glock when there's beef on the block, chill for a while
Make them think the beef stop, then i creep like a thief in the night
It's only right, ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight, and if i get caught
Then my ass is up north, straight on the course for upstate new york
Stress, smokin back to back cigaretttes, it popped off, gon' point in
The mess hall
But to avoid that, from head to toe, dipped in all black, hit them niggas
Where they pump they cracks at, havoc, with the murder masterplan
Keep my nine up to par, so my shit won't jam, god forbid if my shit do
Run behind a tree, fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body
Mainly in your brain tissue, witness from the scene, get ghost, stash
The pistol
So simple then, watch my back, lay up and relax, roll a sack, ?k-a black?
Find a shorty intact

Chorus

Verse three: prodigy

I got the powder, combine wit the powder, and water, it oughtta
Drop in a half and hour, in the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil, then i pause
And ask god why, did he put me on the serve, just so i could die
I sit back and build on, all the things i did wrong, why i'm still breathing
And all my friends gone, i try not to dwell on the subject for a while
Cause i might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle, but my
Heart pumps foul blood through my arteries, and i can't turn it back
It's a part of me, too late for cryin, i'm a grown man struggling
To reach the next level of life, without fumbling, down to folding
I got no shoulder to lean on but my own, all alone in this danger zone
Time waits for no man, the streets grow worse, fuck the whole world kid
My money comes first, cause i'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
If you're not family, then you die by me, cause niggas will have you
Locked up
The snitch, be a man, givin police the run down on your plans
We're never goin down like that, so i, shut my mouth and hold my words back
The legal business, forever mine, fuck payin taxes, the last kid that shitted

And gave police access, to my blueprints, used names as evidence
Skipped town and i haven't seen the snitch nigga ever since
The moral of the story is easy to figure out, a lesson that you can't
Live without

Repeat chorus once
*livin the high life

Note: during the whole song you can hear talkings in the background

(intro)

Word up son, word
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
(yo i got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open)
For real niggas who ain't got no feelings
(keep your eyes open)
(no doubt, no doubt son, i got this, i got this)
(just watch my back, i got this first, yo)
Check it out now
(word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda)

[prodigy]
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us
Official queensbridge murderers
The mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
For all of those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin'
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 they're 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 breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me
You're minor, we're major
You 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'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothin' really
Hey, yo dun spark the phillie
So i can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas
Why they still alive i don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in queens the realness is 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

Chorus:
Son, they shook...
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look
They shook
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look

Livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one

[havoc]
For every rhyme i write, its 25 to life
Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life
Ain't no time for hesitation
That only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, there's no relation
Queensbridge niggas don't play
I don't got time for your petty thinking mind
Son, i'm bigga than those claimin' that you pack heat
But you're scared to hold
And when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome
13 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 going to 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 that kid
Stay in a child's place, kid you out o' line
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sippin' e&j, got my mind flippin'
I'm buggin' think i'm how bizar to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot kid, you know my function
Cause long as i'm alive i'ma live illegal
And once i get on i'ma put on, on my people
React mix to lyrics like macs i hit your dome up
When i roll up, don't be caught sleepin'
Cause i'm creepin'

Chorus:

Son, they shook...
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
(he's just a shook one)
They shook...
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
(we live the live that of diamonds)

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 things as halfway crooks, crooks..

Livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
But some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah
To all the villains and a hundred dollar billas
To real brothers who ain't got no dealings
G-yeah, the whole bridge, queens get the money
41st side (he's just a shook one)
Keepin' it real (you know)
Queens get the money...

(talk fades out)

Yeah, about to get my thug on
The 41st side of things

Verse one: prodigy

I used to be in love with this bitch named e&j
Don't fuck with her anymore now i fuck with tanqueray
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin gold
Last name was ide's and the first name old
But gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy
We split apart and now i met this new trick zany
Now me and dany, we been together ever since
Our love combines to form a science, what is this
I bust a cherry, took her virginity in ninety-one
Now that she's open everybody want to tap somethin
Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin clap somethin
I love my shorty more than life now ain't that somethin
So love you dany more than livin itself
Even though my friends tell me she ain't good for my health
When i go pick her up they tell me put her back on the shelf
They say say yo p she only wants you for one thing that's your wealth
But i don't pay attention, she's my baby, the dany
You know she drive me crazy she's my number one lady
Met her back in eighty-nine now she's twenty-two
Actin like she forty, she said all i need is a man to support me
Besides, you from the 41st side of things
And queensbridge niggaz be actin like they kings
Pushin lexus' wearin fat diamond rings
My cellular phone reigns supreme, international think rational
The 12th street crew move back when we come through

Chorus:

I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain up with dany, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my mind up with liquor, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's losin it's brain
I fill my brain up with liquor, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain up with dany, and drink away the pain

Verse two: q-tip

Tommy hil was my nigga, and other's couldn't figure
How me and hilfiger used to move through with vigor
Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven figures
Said the brinks is comin through, at fashion avenue
At tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Now we gotta forum a crew, of motherfuckers
Who ain't goin out like suckers
Told me call karl kani, and all my other brothers
I told my sister walker, who was the smoothest talker
Negotiate the deal with them other money stalkers
Diesel drove the the beemer, the hatchback of course
Nautica'll navigate to keep us on course
Polo's acting bolo trying to say he the boss
I said shut the fuck up, the kid is out where the loot's at
Got a big trey pound, picture just to swoop back
Timb is on the roof with the twelve gauge rifle
Scope is on the top so you know he livin eiffel
Took the aim of oswald, caught him north in the face
All them other kids they had they tools aimed at space
Levi had the snub so you know they gettin laced
Donna karan was cryin, cause mad shells was flyin
Damn all we want is a piece of the pie and
Nike scooped the sess cause he moves like air
Threw them shits up in the trunk now we up out here
Got back to the mansion, to divvy up the paper
Helle hansen was the brain of the whole entire caper
So she felt it was right, for her to get the whole slice
Everybody in the crew didn't think it was nice
I guess not, and guess what's hot, so guess what
Guess took the jigga, and jigged her in the gut

Chorus:

When you play with crime sometime's it's not too fly
Even though the goods look deceivin to the eye
The end situation could leave your ass dry
That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by...

Verse three: havoc

My man p put me on to the shorty henn rock
Now henn rock is strong enough to make your heartbeat stop
One sip i thought the bitch was a fuckin warlock
The more she started givin me the stronger i got
Pushed her off to the crew then she started gettin jealous
Steamed cuz i spent more cream with the fellaz
Fuck them niggaz spend that cheese on me
See if they be around when you need pussy
Then i thought to myself yo this drink is right
Gathered up all my dough, so i spent the night
I can't help it, she got my brain in a headlock
Niggaz started riffin why you trickin yo diz shit must stop
Moms like you need to see the aa
Better hope they help your ass out on the same day
But enough of that, i got the shake so i need dat
Son caught me stressed out i just be that
But when it comes to hemp rock dunn i need that
She's my shorty for life so fuck the weed bag

Chorus:

I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain with the henny, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's lost it's brain
I sip away on the liquor, and drink away the pain

Outro:

For the brothers who ain't here
Pour a little on the floor son
Time to get a little bent do our thing
Word up, the 41st side of queens
We gettin bent, knowhati'mean?
It's an everyday thing

Henny got my mind in a headlock
Dany got me goin crazy
Dany take me away
Dany take me away
Dany take me away
Word up
Dany take me away

Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhati'msayin?
That old real shit..

[prodigy]
There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
By the mac one-double, i touch you
And leave you with not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, cause i be up in the mix of action
If i'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin
New york got a nigga depressed
So i wear a slug-proof underneath my guess
God bless my soul, before i put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama i built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin vodka and milk
I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and i can't turn back
Or maybe it's the words from my man killa black
That i can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to stay alive
Survival of the fit only the strong survive

Chorus: mobb deep

Yo, yo
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
(we livin this til the day that we die)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(survival of the fit only the strong..)

[havoc]
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that
As long as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up god
But shit happens for a reason
You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's difficult
Wild on the streets i try to maintain
Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game
Some niggaz like to trick but i ain't wit that trickin shit
I'm like a jew, savin dough so i can big whip
Pushin a lex, now i'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot i get i'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never seperate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all about loot
Fuck lookin cute, i'm strictly timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin l's, laid back, enjoyin the smell
In the bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better realize

Chorus: mobb deep

We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we still livin it)
(the strong survive)

[prodigy]
Look in the eyes and get wise
Look alive, in ninety-five, word up
Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed
Knahmsayin? mobb deep and all that..