[Havoc]. Uh-huh, yeah, here comes another one. And niggaz gon' now what I'm talkin about. (Most def.. most definitely). . [Prodigy]. Aiyyo Hav' man (yeah) kick that shit my nigga.
Memories play back like film. I flash back we was little niggas livin' most real. 1989's when we first met. We first clicked over convo' gettin' twisted.
Two years finds us here. In times past, the more things just stay the same for us. And you play then run, and I remain the gun. Prepared to fire on sight.
Yo, come here darlin', have a seat, we need to speak. Look straight in my eyes, tell me what you see?. Is it that same nigga that you fell for from the door.
[Prodigy and Cormega]. For my G-pack niggas. Right, right. Shooting at cops nigga what. For my G-pack niggas. Fuck the police. N.Y.P.D. - New York Pricks and Dicks.
Redefine!. . This hole I dig grows in size. My shallow grave is waist high. Devise a plan to finalize. And separate the weak mind. . The frequencies inside my ear.
Drain the pain inside. Relive fear, it's torture. Hang your head in shame. Render to tears, don't falter. . In spite of you, I refuse to follow. Inside of you still seems so hollow.
Hey yo, my flow burns so hot. Im cooked like the coke up. Boy it will over scorch you,. Be a soldier on your frontline. Im wicked with the rapping. The sickest nigga on the drop.
I play the thankless. And the routine role undercover. You're brought to your knees. Countdown degrees. One friend to another. . Tell me what you want from me.
Look towards the sky to caress your weakness. Find solace inside yourself. The walls stand tall with false foundations. Anchored in mass salvations. .
I am not what you thought, I am all seen. I am the top of New York. This is Empire state boy sit. I ain't ballest in the worst flow. Bring it on, I am thrown.
Born innocence. Laid out for the world to see. Years gone by and still nothing's changed for me. Failures I've seen and failures I've shown. Shedding all the lives I've known.
[Prodigy]. Yo, what you doin right now?... Fuck Man.... Niggas don't know what pain is man.... I got 200 needle pokes in my arm nigga.... . Who be the source of this rap shit, us the bosses.
The choice within my reach. Infests the host just like a leech. Return the gift, emerge victorious. The final outcome still is pending. Upon the signs I'm sending.
You gotta snatch some cowards and let them motherfuckers know you're gonna take them out, any time you feel like it!. . I need a gangsta bitch. Give me a gangsta bitch.
In this room we will fly. For me the first time. Holding on with no hands. The walls and floor begin to merge. Breeding uncertain lifeforms. I've never felt so alive... (Alive!).
(Young P). Ayo daddy show these mothafucka's how we do it. P, P, P, P. P, P, P, P. Who holding down NYC huh?. P, P, P, P. Yeah, listen. [Prodigy]. It don't matter who popping for the moment.
Super now smoke few bottles on the sleety. parkers on racks 'cause I raps like Christmas. holy shit get light, get light. it's hot outside I got the keys to the bike.
(Intro, P). Dont let em ever tell you dreams dont come true, Dont ever let them shoot down your dreams. No Dream big! Come here man, look me in my eyez now tell me who will stop me.
Oh, y'all niggas killer now, oh word?. Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib nigga. Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet nigga. . Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills.