(stove clicking) - Yo, Don, we gotta get this loot up. Word up son. ♪ Yeah, to all the killers the hundred dollar billers ♪ ♪ For real, who ain't got no feelings ♪ ♪ Check it out now ♪ ♪ 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 'nough shots to share ♪ ♪ For all those, who wanna profile and pose ♪ ♪ Rock you in your face, stab your brain with 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 their 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 will make you levitate ♪ ♪ I'm only nineteen but my mind is older ♪ ♪ And when the things get for real ♪ ♪ My warm heart turns cold ♪ ♪ Another deceased, another story gets told ♪ ♪ It ain't nothing really, ayo Dun, spark the Philly ♪ ♪ So I can get my mind off these yellow back ♪ ♪ 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 next rhyme I write might be about you ♪ ♪ Son they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Scared to death and scared to look, they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Scared to death and scared to look ♪ ♪ Living the life that of diamonds and guns ♪ ♪ There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds ♪ ♪ Some brothers 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 ♪ ♪ For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five 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 gonna 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 jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live ♪ ♪ Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line ♪ ♪ Criminal minds thirsty for recognition ♪ ♪ I'm sipping, E and 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'm a live illegal ♪ ♪ And once I get on I'm a 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 ♪ ♪ Son, they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Scared to death and scared to look, they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Scared to death, scared to look, they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Scared to death, scared to look, they shook ♪ ♪ 'Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks ♪ ♪ Living the life that of diamonds and guns ♪ ♪ There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds ♪ ♪ Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns ♪ - I don't know man, it came from the roof, yo. - Who was it, yo. - Who did that son? - It came from the roof, yo. - Let's go get them, they're there right now man. - Man, come on, yo. - Word to my mother. (cross talking) - Chill, close the door. - We gone do this shit right.