Apostle's Warning Lyrics - Hell On Earth - Mobb Deep

Intro: Havoc 

Uhh GOD, uhh, y'know what we gotta do son! 

Y'knowhutI'msayin? Word up! 

Make that millions fam! 

No doubt! It's only there for the takings son 

Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son 

We drunk all that shit, hey yo! 

(Havoc) 

44th Side convention, Queens connection 

The Bridge be rep'tin 

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, let's have a rule, combinations 

No conversation, bring all ya good confrontation 

You hesitatin, ass spittin, that's bad business 

for the game nigga, get out the business 

You waste space, substitute here's 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 

(Prodigy) 

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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 the team downstate 

Dreams of growing old with my son and live great 

Little man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate 

The rebirth, of a nigga who lived an ill life 

The one before me was of an even more trife 

My understandin, I'll 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 great though 

Me and my lil' kitko, any man tryin to stop us he get wet though 

He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no antidote 

Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach 

I won't snap at you I'm goin for throats 

and when you feel my bite 'cha sing high notes 

I peeped you from deep and then you got cut close 

My formulae-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 

You're small prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea 

This man is half mad scientist-half sane 

Creative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis 

Here take a toke of this daily rare vocalist 

Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locust 

Like sunlight thru a magnifying glass I'll focus in and 

Burn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (Oh shit!) 

and let the venom soak in 

You start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shit I write 

Leavin niggas stuck, I let spit 

Trapped up in a web of a nigga that's sick 

I'll wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst 

It's dangerous as risky business fuckin with this 

Contender number one I put you on top of the list 

You're the best challenger so far I'll give you this 

But peep this (what?) fatal shots that soloplex 

Man down, now who dares to go next? 

Like General Monkmonk orders to chop necks 

I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shit 

Atomic, no time for calm shit 

We hyperactive and it's time for Vietnam bit 

Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded 

Take heed to the apostle's warning 

Word up! 

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