Mrtzcmp3
  • Survival of the Fittest
  • Quiet Storm
  • Hell On Earth (Front Lines)
  • Shook Ones Part II
  • The Start of Your Ending (41st Side)
  • Up North Trip
  • Drop A Gem On 'Em
  • Give Up the Goods (Just Step)
  • Cradle to the Grave
  • Bloodsport
  • Shook Ones Pt. II
  • More Trife Life
  • Shook Ones, Pt. II
  • Party Over
  • Trife Life
  • Still Shinin'
  • Q.U. - Hectic
  • Get Dealt With
  • Get Away
  • Apostle's Warning
  • Right Back At You
  • Got It Twisted
  • Temperature's Rising
  • Where Ya Heart At
  • Drink Away the Pain (Situations)
  • Adrenaline
  • Hit It From The Back
  • Put 'Em In Their Place
  • Intro
  • Extortion
  • Allustrious
  • Just Step Prelude
  • The Infamous Prelude
  • Animal Instinct
  • Spread Love
  • Let A Ho Be A Ho
  • [The Grave Prelude]
  • Eye For A Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)
  • Man Down
  • Shook Ones
  • Give It Up Fast
  • Can't Get Enough Of It
  • Win or Lose
  • G.O.D. Pt. III
  • (Just Step Prelude)
  • Hell On Earth
  • Flood The Block
  • (The Infamous Prelude)
  • It's Mine
  • Smoke It

Word up son, word
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
(Yo I got the phone thing, know I'm sayin', keep your eyes open)
For real niggas who ain't got no feelings
(Keep your eyes open)
(No doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this)
(Just watch my back, I got this first, yo)
Check it out now
(Word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda)

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
For all of those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin', like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched
You can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me
You're minor, we're major
You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for real, my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets told
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