Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - I Want Out lyrics

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Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - I Want Out lyrics

[Verse 1: Un Pacino] I was just telling Hav' These young'n's is over wilding two shootings in two days And none of it over dollars, have my mind zoned Somewhere in a different time zone Y'all can stand under building, I'm tryna buy homes But I ponder it gradually grab me back, you can put me anywhere In the world and ill adapt, look I'm tired of flying to label reps like my n***as all ready to eat The table's set, I'm tired of corner standing Piffin the same exit, keep it real I want hills my ninja Change settings, I want a backyard where pookie can play I don't care if it cost my life n***a shoot me today Remember going to the store momma told me to keep the change I wanna jump in something new tell my momma to keep the Range My man got shot I had to peddle him home He couldn't take the pain and caught a h**n jones [Hook] This is it I want out This usually part of the movie where the pistol comes out Like I said I need change I need a whole lot of this money and little bit of fame It's like a ghetto tell tales I'm tired of camouflaging the corner let me get the next sale I'm really tryna prosper of a good good rap Before I leave out the hood I take a good look back [Verse 2: Havoc] They say, what don't k** you will kid it'll only make you stronger And the wrong mistake is a half dead a** doing the coroner Heavenly father I'm looking into the heavens My girl think I'm going crazy this n***a going 7th These days you know the hammer under the pillow Got a mansion left from the ghetto I'm trapped in the middle So n***as layed flat like soda without the fizzle When it rained it poured be lucky it only drizzled Took my homie under my brella I took him in He bit me turned around and told me thats how a snake wins The world we livin in... can't trust a homie far as I can shoot a n***a Leave me the sh** get lonely, homie Dont speak my name if you don't know me Most important you *black* the b**hes dat sh**s is corny Out ya rabid a** mind tryin to run up on me Don't make have to shoot you wit the 40 [Hook] [Verse 3: Prodigy] Yo, thun, I be right back, yeah hold it down G's While I'm gone get me songs all over the streets Thats what you call awareness, these n***as put they lil albums out But nobody cares it's P time to shine Get dat sh** the f** outta hea I satisfy the custi's My history at retail, is outstanding My cd got wings cause it flys off the shelves While I'm stuck in the bing for the next 80 days f** it I got years it can't get no worse than it already is I spoke to my n***a Yayo the other day He told me everybody bumpin H.N.I.C., part 2 And on the youtube, I'm k**in'm out there, crazy views I make a rapper run for his life and drop a gem This n***a threw his watch so we would stop chasin him He lucky I was on trial, I woulda stabbed him, he was saw from every angle All them cameras. f** it I still won, still undefeated This n***a tryin to act like he did something, beat it Your not a gangsta its been proven Nah, you just a snitch like Frank Lucas Yous a false prophet, out in the world While a real n***a like me trapped in a cell [Hook]

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