Family Man
Banned
I'm not gonna lie. My knees buckled and I had to take a seat for a minute when I logged in and saw this shyt on the front page. Still processing.
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How do you die from sickle cell? What does it do?
I'm here brehs. I'm just sitting at my desk at work. Devastated. This is terrible. I don't even know what to say.
My wife already called to check in on me.
Awright now, pay attention to the crime rhyme Houdini P
Keepin you nikkaz in perspective
Mobb, representative, call me the specialist
Professional, professor at this rap science
Up in the labratory, here's why your small rhyme bore me
Store bought rap ain't shyt, my category
Is that of an insane who strike back (what?)
I draw first blood, it's over with, and that's that
You wanna square off, forsake and slice that cat
You get splashed, from back of your head, to ass crack
Surgical signs to the end, with iron map
Which bring, apocalypse to this game called rap
Not a game but quite serious and yo in fact
You'll be runnin for dear life so far you might fall off the map
fukkin with P, you need a gat
At least to have the opportunity to bust back
First shot the motherfukker pack around world premier
Shook individual bound from blind fear
Scared to death nikkaz fall to they worst fear
Horror tales in braille, for vision impaired
You lookin for P, well you can find him everywhere
In a project near you, I'll be right there
I was brought up and taught to have no fear (now)
Live wire nikkaz stay behind me in the rear (now)
Cowardly hearts, step aside, stand clear (fear)
My bloodthirsty nikkaz got they eyes on you
QBC, lime Bacardia, G.O.D. Father Pt. III
On some hashish, to Embassy Suite, crash your party.
Who f'd up the lyrics.... ? P rolling in his grave...Everybody loves shook ones but G.O.D. Part I II is my favorite Mobb Deep Track. Houdini P was one of the realest in an industry with fake fukk nikkaz.![]()