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MOBB DEEP lyrics : "I Won't Fall"

[Havoc]
Yo, you got these ^!$$%s running around like they head cut off
Like they gully when switch when i'm spittin' those dummies

I creep in the cold till my nose get runny
Then i'm laying for a ^!$$% like i'm waiting on money
I ask these hoes what the $#&@ they want from me

From the gate i keep it real that's why the god love me
I got a shorty if she get down for me, when i'm out of town
You know she holdin' down the crown for me

Dog, god forbid if i die, don't worry kid
Take you with me %#@! #~!!@ don't want me
My life's story was the henny, had to stop that

And now i'm focusing clear when i copp that
$#&@ getting clapped, it be more like applause
Since they tellin' like broads, might as well be the Mobb

The H da A da V da O da C i'm the man
The myth pushing %#@! to the white league


[chorus 2x]

You can two face me, backstabb me

A ^!$$% still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying
(I won't fall)
You can try to set me up and all that

A ^!$$% too much on point for all that
(I won't fall)


[Prodigy]
Don't make me be after you ^!$$%s like the Ku Klux Man
Throwin' my hoody, you know i'm burnin' that grass

Plottin' on how im'a murda that $$#
We poppin' up, guns choppin up, yo whole staff
What's toppin the cassette, ain't nothin' gettin' passed

Cuz we gettin' fat, on top of that we gettin' cash
I hear you ^!$$%s wanna get me may god be with you
Plus you better keep that motha$#&@in' thing right wit you

And if i feel you a threat to my well-being
^!$$%s is bleeding you ^!$$%s better back up off the P kid
I blam you, and pass you to jesus christ

You be a ghostdog like forest whitaker white
Be a dumb motha$#&@a thinkin' P not squeezin'
Like palm springs the only thing beefin'

Is that gumball cus i ain't got talk for ya'll
I got big four-pound towners do yo new bounce


[chorus]

[Havoc N Prodigy]

The two-face ^!$$%s
The backstabb ^!$$%s
I felt that %#@! coming

Like that in the bud gunnin'
No tolerance for them ^!$$%s
$#&@ the dumb %#@!, i hope you ^!$$%s die broke

While we in the plushes
Hotel Suites
Expensive car seats

Windows half-down bumpin' out mobb beatz
With a bad (*##$ beside me
Raisin' up the volume

Know they hate to see that
And that's why we come thru


[chorus 2x]

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