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t-rock - mobb deep lyrics

y’all know i’m a die hard pac fan right?
but sh-t i gotta do it one time for my n-gg-a prodigy man
may god bless your sprit and soul
i remember i met the n-gg- in new york right
he was like (smoke one!) i get my weed from cali
let smoke!

(verse 1)
i’m flowing like what’s inside a bottle of water
i could have your head if i wanted for a solid quarter
its rock solid mob baby we the law and order
f— the police beef with me better call the coroner
(ya heard me?!)
i rap ruggedly and sip bubbly
45 on my waist keep it in my custody
luckily i got a strong mind living sucka free
ain’t no squares in my circle miss me with the f-ckery
r.i.p prodigy yeah the road was hard well done n-gg- i pray your soul with god
i pimp smack opposition like they hoes and broads
h-lla rappers lack sk!ll and they flows are fraud
but ima supreme rhyme writer ora of a prizefighter
trying be pesci on goodfellas and die like em
i swear i got to be a star cuz i shine like em
lyrics supreme you think a being divine write em
i’m blowing weed in the stratosphere it’s a habit here
for the mail i impale n-gg-s like vladimir
if it ain’t about the bible n-gg- then it ain’t law i’ll break it for survival n-gg-
i breathe light to the street like revival n-gg-
prosperity for g’s death to the rival dealers
at the age of one a prophet was born destroying n-gg-s like the fury of a tropical storm
n-gg-!

(chours) x2
this that real sh-t make a mill sh-t money make a motherf-cka wanna k!ll sh-t feel this
a town n-gg-s mob deep ready to bust
you can try to keep up but it’s never enough

(verse 2)
look
i graduated at the top if the cl-ss
a bad motherf-cka wicked wit a glock and a mask
i got a stash spot ready for a cop if they p-ss
you motherf-ckas couldn’t see me with binocular gl-sses
at last ya finally uncaged the raging bull
i’m paid in full i’ve never been afraid to duel
trigger finger full of rage from the gauge i pull
ain’t a n-gg- in the world that’s unfadeable
notorious, vanglorious with a click of
mad warriors like morpheus
kicking doors in we ain’t coming to be cordius
get ya head bust for trying to play me like a cordius
motherf-cka i’m the r-o c-k c-e 0
blow your- car up- with c4
ye ain’t on the same level as us
you can try to keep up but it’s never enough

(chours) x2

this that real sh-t make a mill sh-t money make a motherf-cka wanna k!ll sh-t feel this
a town n-gg-s mob deep ready to bust you can try to keep up but it’s never enough

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