Prodigy of Mobb Deep
Get at Me
[Skit]
I saw him, I saw him
There he is right over there, over there (I see him)
Okay, I got a message for you infamous
You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big mistake
And you tell him personally, from me!
And stay outta here!

[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
Real loaded, in the flesh
And we know where we aimin'
Check me out

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Yo, you'se a baby boy rapper, breast-fed n***a
I'm a quiet murderer, in front the feds type n***a
Do my dirt quicker from my early days swifter
With the gat, I'm like Basquiat paintin that picture
Listen to the words, take it as a jewel
If I'm fuckin your 'burb, just maintain cool
Cause I won't take a L, whether in your crib or the outside world
Cause the pound clap well, like fan mail
Choose to ignore me, the warning that I gave 'em
Get at me, you and what army?
The fashion-ass n***as you hang with, have a plate of graveshift
Man down, n***a it's the same shit
N***as like kids and I don't play with 'em
Go get your father, n***a, the smart decision
And I'm picking n***as off with the sharp precision (Pow)
N***as need to see The Wiz because they heart is missin
[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Yeah, n***a what's beef?
Shotties and macks, little two-shots
Four pounds and techs, arms and chest
Bag your strength, n***a them bombs and fists
Knives and forks, ain't no time to think, it's on
Just move on them n***as with excessive force
And don't stop 'til them n***as don't move no more
Broken hands, knuckles and gun handles
Dunn got huge gunshot wounds through his mantle
Informers tell when snitches snitch
Fuck them, buck more shots, get out that bitch
Cribs is found, careful when the kids is out
Torch your house, stalk your kin, bitches and friends
It get deeper than deep, dirty and foul
Fuck liquor, for my n***a, we gon' pour some blood out
It's fucked up how it goes down, innocent people blown down
My n***as is here, brace yourself
[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
N***as wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

[Interlude]
Now we all get to know what it's like...
When some asshole's gonna step out of the dark
And blow your head off...
I want you to know what it's like to live that way

[Outro]
First of all, we the one and only...infamous
It's a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it
First of all, we the one and only...
'Til the name wear out