[Intro: Prodigy]
Bring it to these n***as, son...
Yeah... it's that war shit
It's that war shit...
Comin' through, comin' through, like what...
And–you know what, dunn?

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
It makes you sick to hear the Mobb bang like this
Infamous for the world to hate or play this
Don't give a fuck if you can't rock with this
My dunns' heads bop to this
We stand out like a terrace
And make more noise than them other rap n***as
No gimmicks, just pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics, incredible beats – don't mean to rub it in
But you're small time beneath our feets
Straight ass cheeks; n***as be askin' for ass whippings
Guns kick like Pelé, my big shit be jumping like Jordan
Often–lay a man down on the floor when
It gets like that; I'm not blowing off rounds, so you can hear sounds
So you can run back, actin' like you a vet
And swearin' you're dead, you survived some real shit
Now what's this? It's not going down like this
Ground that n***a like punishment
Dumpin' out whole clips when we dumb out
Though I'd rather do music and chill the fuck out
Dunn, you bugged out, I'm trying to walk a peaceful route
But n***as always got mouth until that piece come out
N***as always gon' think something sweet
'Til when they least expect–you bringin' action, exactly
[Hook: Prodigy]
It be the guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC
I said – guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Feel the gat blow right at ya wrist
My shit'll hit while you leggin' n***as, hopin' you could lower the risk
That'll only put odds against any attempt
Any revolt, uprise–you ain't got it in you
First of all, you too soft for fastball
Point game crack, y'all merk like a Jaguar NASCAR
The beat out, buck 80 on yo' sonar
Hennessy spillin' all over my radar
Stay charged, n***as gettin' amped off of Mobb shit
Have you wildin' out on some club shit
Shit to make 'em dance
At the same time, stop and glance
Slap flames out the n***a with the wrong idea
Young n***as, young minds, but that's quite contraire
Young n***as, smart n***as–who started from the stairs
How dare – you try to come around the way
And fit like a n***a that been there for years
Shout words that we live, but don't play with it
'Cause when the shit go down, you'd be like "They did it"
[Hook: Prodigy]
It be the guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC
I said – guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Taste test this – military shit, bitches love this
They mans wanna dub this
Thugness, it ain't easy to find
Shit like mine, I'm a rare species
You're a dime a gross – that's a dozen heats for lease
Keep silence the most
Regulate with the rest of my establishment
Blast out the pockets of coats
Make the cops bolt
I'll back down your whole background, yo
Irons, a permanent press, your clothes soakin'
You feel the shots, pain, every heartbeat throbbin'
Don't get excited, you'll only make it worse fighting
Spent most of my nights graveyard shiftin'
Make burial rounds, be that man Grim Reaper
With all pleasure, lift his feet up
Pick your heat up – let's do it like the crematory
Make it hot, make the temperature rise like mercury
[Verse 4: Havoc]
When I feel like gettin' bent (Yo, don't fuck with it, dunn)
I'ma drink away the pain until the brain get numb
Can't take all my dogs gettin' lost in the fog
Never to return, I guess they heard God's call
And naythin' don't surprise me now
Prepared for the worst, and never believed in silver lined clouds
Scrutinize crowds, my surroundings
Get suspect, we start four-poundin'
Shit – picture me up in the mix
With the next man's brokeness on my dick
A good man to plenty, but an enemy of his click
I just be another problem that he fittin' to fix
But I–can't have that
Pull out, I try to grab that
Caught one, n***as like "Where Hav' at?"

[Hook: Prodigy]
Yo – guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC
I said – guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC
I said – guns, money, pussy, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, diseases
Stress, the D's, NYC

[Outro: Prodigy]
Tonight we gon' end this party early, so let's get it right...