Intro
Word up son, word
Yeah, to all the killers and
a hundred dollar billers
For real niggas who
ain't got no feelings
Check it out now
Verse 1: Prodigy
I got you stuck off the
realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, official
Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped
for 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 nose bone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in
this land we be gunning
And keep them shook crews running
Like they supposed to
They come around but
they never come close to
I can see it inside your face
You're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get
they 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 it'll be your
very last time breathing
Your simple words just don't move me
You're minor, we're major
You're all up in the game and
don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight
My gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only 19 but my mind is old
And when the things get for
real my warm heart turns cold
Another n a deceased,
another story gets told
It ain't nothing really,
a yo Dun spark the philly
So I can get my mind off
these yellow backed niggas
Why they still alive I
don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens
the realness and foundation
If I die, I couldn't
choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate you
feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God
in a tight situation
Now take these words home
and think it through
Or the ne t rhyme I
write might be about you
Hook
Son, they shook
Cause ain't no such
things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared
to look, they shook
Cause ain't no such
things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look
Living the live that
of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you
can choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts and straight
up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook son,
he's just a shook one
Verse 2: Havoc
For every rhyme I write it's 25 to life
Yo it's a must, in gats we
trust, safeguarding my life
Ain't no time for hesitation,
that only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, there's no relation
Queensbridge and we don't
play, I don't got time
For your petty thinking mind,
son I'm bigger than those
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
Thirteen years in the projects,
my mentality is what kid
You talk a good one
but you don't want it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in hell
for all the things I did
No time to dwell on that
cause my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks kid, you
know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place,
kid you out of line
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my mind flipping
I'm bugging, digging my ways
out of holes by hustling
Get that loot kid, you know my function
Cause long as I'm alive
I'mma live illegal
And once I get on I'mma
put on all my people
React quick, spit lyrics
like Macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught
sleeping cause I'm creeping
Hook
Son, they shook
Cause ain't no such
things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared
to look, they shook
Cause ain't no such
things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look
Living the live that
of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you
can choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts and straight
up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook son,
he's just a shook one
Outro
To all the villains and
a hundred dollar billers
To real brothers who
ain't got no feelings
G yeah, the whole Bridge,
Queens get the money
41st side, keeping it
real, Queens get the money
