- Mobb Deep Apostles Warning 歌詞
- Mobb Deep
- Uhh God, uhh, yknow what we gotta do son!
Yknow hu t
Im sayin
Word up! Make that millions fam!
No doubt!
Its only there for the takings son
Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son
We drunk all that shit, hey yo!44th
Side convention,
Queens connection the
Bridge be reptin
Any party that we step in get they heady-up
V S O P immediately, extra bent
Rob then out son is evident
We stash cream, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, lets have a rule, combinations
No conversation, bring all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, ass spittin, thats bad business
For the game nigga, get out the business
You waste space, substitute heres the briefcase
We deface, smack the smile off ya fuckin face
Tainted taste, send ya home back to vacate
Get your shit together plus your mind straight
Yo my empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my sonll live great
Little man
Im plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin,
Ill raise you with precise plannin
And put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-o
Me and my lilgetgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldnt withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Dont you put your hands too close and try to approach
I wont snap at you
Im goin for throats
And when you feel my bite cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formula
I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin niggas to protoges
My protege
I advise ya ass to make way
Make way for fully-auto gun spray
Youre small prey,
Ill easily bait and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labyrinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this daily rare roackalist
Overpower yall, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight through a magnifying glass
Ill focus em
Burn a hole straight through ya brain and leave ya open(Oh shit!)
And let the venom soak in you start sweatin a
And goin through convulsions from dope shit
I writeLeavin niggas stuck,
I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nigga thats sick
Ill wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business fuckin with this
Contender number one
I put you on top of the list
Youre the best challenger so far
Ill give you this
But peep this, what?
Fatal shots that soloplex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General
Monk monk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shit
Atomic, no time for calm shit
We hyperactive and its time for
Vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostles warning word up!
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