The Start Of Your Ending
Blow ya three times leave a mark like Adidas (Havoc)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]
Survival Of The Fittest
You walking with your head down scared to look You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady By the mac one-double, I touch you And leave you with not much to go home with (Prodigy) You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleeding When worse comes to worst, my peoples come first (Havoc)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]
An Eye For An Eye
Won't trust ya, I'd rather bust ya, and leave your corpse For the cops to discover Niggas try to creep on the side of my Jeep Stuck the heat through the window rocked they ass to sleep Over a 3-pack, it was a small thing really, yeah But keep letting them small things slide and be a failure (Prodigy) On my road to the riches, hitting snitches off with mad stitches Your last resting place'll be a ditch kid (Havoc) I got hoes that used to milk you (Nas)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]
Giving Up The Goods
I'm tryna tell these young niggas crime don't pay They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play Do your thing, I'll do mine kid stay outta my way" I thought step back look at my life as a whole Ain't no love it seems the devil done stole my soul (Prodigy)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]
Right Back At You
Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the essence I don't give a fuck about my presence I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel Cock the shit back in a calm like motion No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger (Prodigy) Queensbridge, that's where I'm from The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done (Havoc)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]
Shook Ones Pt II
And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Now take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you (Prodigy) For every rhyme I write it's 25 to life Claiming that you pack heat but you're scared to hold And once the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did (Havoc)[otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="30" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider]