Who fixes plumbing problems in a flash? Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week? Baby, I sure wish I could lend you a hand But plumbing's one thing
Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel all right Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night There's no feeling any greater
Let me tell you, sonny. Let me set you straight You kids today ain't never had it rough Always had everything handed to you on a silver plate You lazy
We've been together for so very long But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong? Seems you don't want me around The passion is gone and the
me go deep, deep, deep, deep (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Wanna go deep, deep, deep, deep (Let me go deep, girl, oh) Let me go deep (Deep), deep (Oh), deep (Yeah), deep
Yeah, yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Straight burn biscuits, baby Yeah, give it to 'em raw, uncut Turn them headphones up No doubt son, no problem Creepin
[Havoc] Ashes to ashes dust to dust stainless steel gats never rust big till bust you could touch blessed wit the real side of life just enough
[Havoc] 1 2 1 2 [Prodigy] Yo however do u want however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life back to reality You walk a fine line playin
slay Sex, drugs, money And murder all day It's rules, guidelines And codes, we obey Don't even trip, I M D It's that I claim Infamous Mobb Deep nigga
Aight, cool, take a seat, dunn (Uh, huh, word up uh, huh, uh, huh Step aside uh, huh, uh, huh Fuckin' bitches uh, huh, uh, huh) There that go, feel my
[PRODIGY AND HAVOC TALKING] That the Way thun... ...My man...Gotta keep your mouth tight ... [PRODIGY] Hey yo its hell on earth down here the pavement
Hey, yo, to all the killers And the hundred dollar billers For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings Check it out now I got you stuck off the realness
Prodigy, H A V O C, M O B B, uh huh, yeah Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Know what I'm sayin'? Forty first side Niggaz know how we do, right, right I can see
It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay
Hold up, son, word Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas For real niggas who ain't got no feelin's Check it out now I got you stuck off
cuffs We about to, girl We about to, girl We about to, girl We about to, girl We about to, girl Yo, party over here ain't shit over there The Mobb Deep
Yeah, about to get my thug on The 41st side of things I used to be in love with this bitch named E and J Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with
screaming Go and get my bones Bring 'em to the Deep South Oh yeah, somewhere they can thaw out Here in the Deep South Go and get my bones Bring 'em to the Deep