Mobb DeepShook Ones

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Pt. 1 (prodigy): The most violent of the violent lest crimes we give life to If these queensbridge kids dont like you We bring drama of the worst kind of enemies Your first time would be your last earth memories Its only your own fault I gave you fair warning..beware.. Of killa kids who dont care Unaware fools who be dealt with in time It aint a mystery Hop on the words and rhyme In nineteenth hundred and ninety square All shook niggaz is supposed to have fear Trying to get a piece of this pie we dont share Prepare for the worst cuz I been there Try tah, keep a positive mind and walk a straight line dont work So niggaz is forced to do dirt And God made .... So this jerk wouldnt hurt If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt On the streets for nineteenth years And not leaving My first priority is to reach twenty one breathing Forever beef Nobody would ever be even So I grab the heat before breathing Lost in this foul mind state I cant keep straight thinking But I keep my eyes on the earth without blinking Its hard to be a man in this land of the venom Any man try to front He get slugs in him Because.. (chorus / prodigy): He aint a crook son..son, he just shook one..shook one... We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds... Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He aint a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... (havoc): For every rhyme I write Is 25 to life To all my peoples in the bridge Know what Im talking bout, right Aint no time for hesitation That only leads to incarceration You dont know me, theres no relation Cuz queens niggas dont play I dont got time for the he say, she say Im bigga than dat Claiming that you packing gats But you scared to get locked Once you get upon the island Change your ways and stop Thirteen years in the projects, my hard times of living Wake up in the morning Thank God Im still living Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live? Or I am going to hell for all the shit I did No time to dwell on that Cuz my brain reacts Front if you want nigga Lay on ya back I dont fake jax Kid, you know I bring it to ya live Stay in a childs place, kid you outta line Criminal mind thirsty for recognition mission Im strictly sipping e&j like got my mind flipping Im buggin diggin ..... over hustling Get that loot kid You know my motherfucking function Cause as long as Im alive Ima live illegal And once I get it Ima put it on my people React quick to lyrics Like macs I hit... Your dome up When I roll up, dont get caught sleepin cause Im creepin ... ...you just a shook one (chorus / prodigy): We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He aint a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... We live the life that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He aint a crook son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... Yeah... === Pt ii Note: during the whole song you can hear talkings in the background (intro) Word up son, word Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin, keep your eyes open) For real niggas who aint got no feelings (keep your eyes open) (no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this) (just watch my back, I got this first, yo) Check it out now (word up, say it to them niggas, check this out its a murda) [prodigy] I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous You heard of us Official queensbridge murderers The mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share For all of those who wanna profile and pose Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit your nosebone You all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin And keep them shook crews runnin Like they supposed to They come around but they never come close to I can see it inside your face Youre in the wrong place Cowards like you just get theyre whole body laced up With bullet holes and such Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched You can put your whole army against my team and I guarantee you itll be your very last time breathin Your simple words just dont move me Youre minor, were major You all up in the game and dont deserve to be a player Dont make me have to call your name out Y

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