Featuring Method Man




Intro:




Yeah...



Time To Let These Niggaz Know Son



Niggaz Don't Even Wanna Motherf**kin Understand



KnowhatI'msayin? Time To Hit Em With The Third Degree



Yeah You Know The QBC Here To Drop A G



Yo...




Verse One: Havoc Prodigy




Look Into The Eyes True Lies Your Whole Click Despise



Especially Me H A V O C



Don't Want Your Chick Cuz She's Burning Third Degree



Plus You Snitchin You Ain't Got No Ties On Me



I Keep It Strong, While You Scream Word Is Bond



Lying Through Your Teeth Swearing On Your First Born



Your Word Is Weak, Go Hold A Wake In This



Hit You Up Quick Strictly Shit That I'm Livin In



You Walk A Line That's Thin, You Religious Well You Sin



F**kin With The Mobb, Infamous To The End




I Hold A Nine Ruger, With An Infa-spot Disc



Red Dot Right At Your Face, So Set Sail Or Rock It



And Kept Drivin, Pull Off Like The Indy 5 G



In A Four Time Ford Truck With Speed



Like The Motion Picture, This Nigga Gone With The Wind



My Crime Work, Ninja Style Shit Was Did



And Got Away With, Escaped It, The Jakes From Tracing



Anything That Lead To The Source, You Know The Boss



Of The Mobb Killing, Is Like An Unsolved Mystery



Puzzling, Nobody Knows, It's All History



Madness Amongst Me, I Frequently Have To Get Lovely



Never Fails It's Always Something



No Rest, Daily Gotta Rock My Vest



I Shoot At Your Best Man Yeah Your MVP



He Played The Front Line Got Struck Down Immediately



I Wave A Mobb Deep Flag, You Hear The Sound As It Slaps When



Heavy Load My Military Hold Ammunition



Far From Animation, It's Real Live, You Think Not



My Crew, Changing New York, Who Taking Your Spot