Niqqa You Gay
You fakkit coli nikkas disgust me
I still remember the look this girl gave me on the bus when she heard the intro to G.O.D. part III blasting through my headphones 
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I still remember the look this girl gave me on the bus when she heard the intro to G.O.D. part III blasting through my headphones
That opening skit where they bustin at a dude from the project window is >>>>>>>
Betchu dun was running for dear life and ended up falling off the map
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Yo, the heavy metal king, hold big shyt with spare clips
You see an eclipse when the MAC spit, your top got split
Laying dead with open eyes, close his eyelids
Turn off his lights, switch to darkness
‘Cause deep in the abyss is street life
Blood on my kicks, shyt on my knife
You's the wild child, kid cold turning men into mice
I was born to take power, leave my mark on this planet
The Phantom of Crime Rap, nikkas is left stranded
Shut down your operation, closed for business
Leave a foul taste in your mouth like Guinness
POW nikkas is found MIA
We move like special forces, Green Beret
Heavily around my throat, I don't play
shyt brand new, back in '89, the same way
The God P walk with a limp see, but simply
To simplify shyt, no man can go against me
Test me, you must be bent, G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it's full for so long ‘cause I don't waste shyt
You properly hit, blood in your mouth, so you could taste it
Quiet as kept, I lay back and watch the world spin
I hear thugs, claiming that they gonna rob the Mobb
When they see us, I tell you what Black
Here's the issue, it's a package deal, you rob me
You take these missiles along with that
I ain't your average cat
fukk rap, I'm trying to make cream, and that's that
Whatever it takes, however, it gots to go down
Four mics on stage, a motherfukking four pound
Speakers leaking out sound and nikkas leaking on the ground
I could truly care less, the God gon' get his
Regardless blow for blow, let's find out who wear hardest
This rap artist used to be a stickup artist
Sometimes I test myself, see if I still got it
A live nikka stay on point, never diss
Regard shyt or forget the essence from which I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshyt for the birds
Live up to my word, if I got beef, nikkas coming in herds
We flush through, your clique get purged
Yo
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake nikkas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams of growing old with my son to live great
Little man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nikka who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin, I'll raise you with precise plannin
And put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' kicko, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no antidote
Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach
I won't snap at you I'm goin for throats
And when you feel my bite 'cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formulae-I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin' nikkas to proteges
My protege I advise ya ass to make way
Make way...for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, I'll easily bait and trap game
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Create a rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this deadly rare vocalist
Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight thru a magnifying glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (Oh shyt!)
And let the venom soak in
You start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shyt I write
Leavin nikkas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nikka that's sick
I'll wrap you up in coc00n, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business fukkin with this
Contender number one I put you on top of the list
You're the best challenger so far I'll give you this
But peep this (what?) fatal shots that solar plex'
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General Monkmonk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shyt
Atomic, no time for calm shyt
We hyperactive when it’s time for Vietnam it
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning
Word up!
They were in DC for that interview and it was apparently cold as shyt and Pun out there in a t shirt :prodigylol:
Need a prime Pun collaboration to make the cypher complete.
They were still kids breh. P was 21 when that album was recorded.Five Star Thread
In retrospect, that was a bold claim for Havoc to make.
Puerto Ricans outchea don't give af. N!ggas outside rocking basketball shorts with champion hoodies in January, dun.
Was it supposed to be Keith Murray? Redman? Pac?That opening skit where they bustin at a dude from the project window is >>>>>>>
Betchu dun was running for dear life and ending up falling off the map
They got basketball courts in Saudi Arabia? :prodigylol:I think it was @SirBiatch
Mobb don't want no problems with Gafar though
we have rappers around that age now who can barely put together a coherent sentence nevermind a cohesive albumThey were still kids breh. P was 21 when that album was recorded.
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yo yo...ya know how we did it on The Infamous album, right?
Aight, we gonna do it again, son!
yo yo...ya know how we did it on The Infamous album, right?
Aight, we gonna do it again, son!