Mobb Deep - Back At You

[Havoc] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust stainless steel gats that never rust spit the bust you get touch blessed wit the real side of life just enough you couldn&fight the richest strongest mic layed down niggas eyes visualize bad reception maced your interference souped your upperbody section I travel like a 2-2 bullet throughout your body, repped to the fullest Queensbridge representin, representin the hollow tip crew blue slips, seen ships, you talk shit I follow through once the kite is sent I might get bent, but still planted no second thoughts, cuz my conscience is demandin for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red) I&like cancer cant catch me cuz I done spread(done spread) gone now dead, enough said from the scene I fled wit the paranoid thoughts runnin round my head It&like that war, project niggas strike back it&on what the fuck you sick I&be right back wit the gat and terror into your motherfuckin era your shortie set you up you betta dead-her hunger for the cheddar big ends and better Armeretto sours alcohol consumption why you runnin we thumpin do to the fact the infamous is bumpin ice real son you frontin Chorus repeat* It&like that war, project niggas strike back it&on what the fuck you sick, I&be right back Prodigy right back to the fact that here take that, right back at you were goin at to already ran through wasn&hard to capture, what is it that your goin after the fourty-fifth will make your clothes damper put in the hamper the fabulous...