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]

Intro:
Youknowwhati'msayin'? i wanna say what's up to my man, louie you know he's
Still here. drop this one for you you know. for those that only know. 41st
Side (word up yo this beat is ill).

Havoc:
I keep it real pack steel like my man y.g.
When a fool try to play me wet 'em up then i'm swayze
You must be crazy kid
Man i never did forever wildin' that's how we live up in the bridge
You just sit scared cock back the gat then hit a nigga like a big
25 naw kid you gettin' life
Forever burnin' in hell niggas is trife
It's the, semi auto you can bring it on yo
I'm pullin' out strippin' niggas just like a porno flick
I'm sick the mobb rolls thick
Cross paths with my clique and get vic
I'm on some bullshit that's how i was raised g
Slept ? stage have you slippin' down blazin'
In pools of alcohol walk before you crawl
I'm in this to win this you gonna take a fall
Infamous queensbridge kid we on the scene kid
Creepin' for those that's caught sleepin'
Don't ever do that i run with two macs
And plus my crew back my every move
I choose givin' crews the blues
I'm open off the damey
Obey me or get sprayed with the street sweeper
Cause i'm my brothers keeper
The grim reaper holdin' with nothin' but big batters
And big ?hedence?
Blow ya three times leave a mark like adidas
Jig you i know how to fix you
Pretty boy frontin' hard is the issue
Word to my unborn you get scolded
Old and molded when i get bent you get folded
Every rhyme is the truth that i must get cross
Put your right on your back take it to the source
No doubt i'm stuck and i can't get out
Of this lifestyle the 41st side get bent run wild
The 41st side too you know how we do
Violate motherfucker i'm a see you, with the linden
It's the start of your endin' settin' it again and again

Talking:
Yeah kid, big time boy. 12th street representin' it. a big shout out to my
Man. tear gas, think, nate whole crew kid.

You knowhati'msayin'? i'm sayin' couso. richie fraud known to leave ya
Scarred. big shoot out to my man heavy l. big palms representin'.

Prodigy:
Yo it's the p. e. double push a lex bubble in the winter
You can't come alone only the hoes can enter
Told him to meet me at six on the hill at the center
Took her to the west way and bent her right over
Stay intoxicated never sober
Face it, violate and get laced while you wastin'
Slugs you ain't buckin' nothin'
You better off buckin' yourself you need to stop frontin'
I use to drive an ac and kept a mac in the engine
Little painted it black with crack sales intentions
To blow up the whole projects the infamous
Our sons will grow up to be murderers and terrorists
It's the nigga in me accompanied by the coniac
You can ask around don't fuck with the mobb
I could of told you that where you been at?
You must of cut class
If it ain't me another member of my crew will kick your ass
(what what?) who do damage to limbs
In '91 stompin' you out with black tims
Prodigy and the h.a.v.o.c. from the q.b.c.
Puttin' cowards where they're suppose to be
If i don't know your face then don't come close to me
I got too much beef for that
Drama in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action when niggas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they endin' my man's lendin'
Me his linden 42 shots dependin'
On wheather or not the clip is full to the top
We bustin' caps non stop
Blazin' in all the shows and even at the hoes

Outro:
Naw naw chill son chill

And it's the start of your ending
Yeah yeah it's the start of niggas endin' youknowhati'msayin?
And it's the start of your ending
All y'all weak ass crews that got drama with mines you knowhati'msayin'
It's the start of your ending
And it's the motherfuckin' start of the ending
You know who you fuckin' iwth (yeah yeah nigga) you know what will happen
(recognize and realize) 41st side get bent run wild. 41st side get bent run
Wild. word up youknowhati'msayin'?

Chorus:

As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son your beef is mines

Chorus

Verse one: prodigy

Let me start from the beginning, at the top of the list
Knowhati'mean? have a situation like this
Another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Won't trust ya, i'd rather bust ya, and leave your corpse
For the cops to discover, while i be dippin in the range rover
All jewelled like liberace
You watch me while jakes tryin to knock me and lock me
But i'll be on the low sippin asti spumante
Niggaz try to creep on the side of my jeep
Stuck the heat through the window rocked they ass to sleep
Over a 3-pack, it was a small thing really yeah
But keep lettin them small things slide and be a failure
If i'm out of town one of my crew'll take care of ya
The world is ours and your team's inferior
You wanna bust caps i get, all up in your area
Kidnap your children make the situation scarier
Life is a gamble, we scramble for money
I might crack a smile but ain't a damn thing funny
I'm caught up in the dirt where your hands get muddy
Plus the outcome turns out to be lovely
Got g's in my pocket hit off my main squeeze
Push back, the sunroof, let the cold air breeze
Through the butter soft leather upholestry
But mostly, keep the gat closely, cuz niggaz wanna toast me

Verse two: havoc

Yo i gotta get mines, no matter what the con-sequences
Count up my blessings, add up my weapons
Cock back the gat and let my nine serve purpose
Sling do my thing organize fiend servants
Tryin to make a mil is stress you know the deal
So we sling drills get your cap peeled, cuz everything is real
Cuz i wanna chill, laid up in a jacuzzi
Sippin bubbly, with my fingers on the uzi
Try to infiltrate my fort get caught
Dead up in new york, my brain is packed with criminal thoughts
Get your life lost never found again my friend
Mission completed, watch you drop in less than ten
On my road to the riches, hittin snitches off with mad stitches
Your last restin place'll be a ditch kid
No one can stop me try your style's sloppy
Want to be me, you're just an imitation copy
My theme is all about making the green
Livin up in luxury, pushin phat whips and livin comfortably

Chorus

Verse three: nas

A drug dealer's dream
Stash cream keys on a triple beam
Five hundred sl green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich, chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while i'm burglarin
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my niggaz swervin in
New york metropolis, the bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand i sliced tryin to bag grams
I got hoes that used to milk you
Niggaz who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas escobar movin on your weak production
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin

Verse four: raekwon the chef

Hold up and analyze the wildcats slang cracks
They swing an axe, the new routines, be my eyes black's
Playin corners glancin all up in your cornea
Corner ya, seen cats snatch monies up on ya
But late night, candlelight fiend with a crack right
It's only right, feelin higher than an airplane right
Word yo, i want to get this money then blow
Take my time, blast a nine, if you front you go
Sip beers, the german ones, hand my guns to sons
Shaolin, and queensbridge we robbin niggaz for fun
But still, write my will out to my seeds then build
Mahalia sing a tale but the real we still kill

Chorus 2x

Outro: raekwon

Uhhh
Lay back
Word up, just bless em
With the bulletproof
Mobb deep, nas, chef creation
For your nation
Yeah

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..