[Intro: Prodigy]
Yeah, sending this one out
To my man k**a B
No doubt indeed
Where that weed?
Nomsayin'? That old real sh**
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
There's a war going on outside no man is safe from
You could run, but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walking with your head down
Scared to look, you shook
‘Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops' control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin' to bag me and get rocked steady
By the MAC one-double, I touch you
And leave you with not much to go home with
My skin is thick, ‘cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, puffin' lah, relaxin'
New York got a n***a depressed
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul
Before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built
And all unfinished beef, you will soon be k**ed
Put us together, it's like mixing vodka and milk
I'm goin out blastin', taking my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me
The Hennesey got me not knowing how to act
I'm falling and I can't turn back
Or maybe it's the words from my man k**a Black
That I can't say so it's left a untold fact
Until my d**h, my goal's to stay alive
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
[Hook: Havoc]
Yo, yo, we living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(We still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(We still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
[Verse 2: Havoc]
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, trying to get dough
Y'know, when the dough get low the j**els go
But never that, as long as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin', counting my stacks
No doubt, watching my back and proceed with caution
Five-oh lurking, no time to get lost in the system
n***as using fake names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces
Illegal world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged
That f**ed me up, God
But sh** happens for a reason; you find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin'
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid with you
Hit with a 2 to 4 is difficult
Wild on the streets, I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, ‘cause hoes like to run game
Some n***as like to trick, but I ain't with that trickin' sh**
I'm like a Jew, saving dough so I can big whip
Pushing a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get
I'm staying in the projects, forever
Jakes on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never separate and pull together
When worse comes to worst, my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherf**ing feelings hurt
My crew's all about loot; f** looking cute!
I'm strictly Timb boots and Army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, enjoying the smell; in the Bridge getting down, it ain't hard to tell, you better realize
[Hook: Mobb Deep]
Yo, yo, we living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(We still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
(We still living it)
We living this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
[Prodigy]
Open your eyes and get wise
Look alive, in '95, word up
Hypnotic thug life, get that a** paralyzed
Nomsayin? Mobb Deep and all that