(feat. Havoc)

[Foxy] Uhh, uh-huh, Firm

[Havoc] Infamous
[Foxy] The Brook-lyn, Q-B


[chorus]
[Foxy] My mind is the drama, that got me lookin back
[both] constant

[Foxy] Some Don %#@!, Foxy, get ready to
[both] bomb %#@!
[Foxy] Blink a eye, missed the comment

The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise, yeah

[Verse One: Foxy Brown]


Who be the, mahogany, mami, the slanted eyes
hold it down, Boogie Fox, you (*##$ ^!$$%z strip

You web ^!$$%z dead on, get $#&@ed and wet on
%#@!ted on, I want a low, $#&@in wit Don
like Ronald, thirty inch, fortistrano

Mill-ion, sophisticado, ill movado
The Firm's baby girl, my fam be my whole world
It figures, cause she'd die for them ^!$$%z

Doe or Die status, ma-ma be the baddest
From Brook-lyn to Queensbrige, it's pure Havoc, Havoc
We on a job, $#&@in wit Mobb

They had the drop on em, the slanted eyes peep the rocks on em
He kinda jig, and he bubblin big
Dig a hole holdin, so's watch his cash start foldin

And bet though, twenty G craps wet though
Nas you shoulda seen the ^!$$% jet though
Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin all of my $$#

Of course me, I threw the gas, thug ^!$$% turnin real saucy
Firm lay low I'ma play if you say so
So stay close like I'm bout to twist babe bro

I laid it down, went a couple of rounds, and tried to flaunt him
I threw it on him, now he's right where I want him


[Verse Two: Havoc]

Got my mind in crooked ways

Saturated up in Alize, you ain't a threat ^!$$%
So get big ^!$$% baby girl crossin over send your soldiers
Toucha $#&@ a rusher, this world is colder

like a, day in December 25th Son I got gift
from monkey, mother$#&@ers, that wanna rip
Get your %#@! split, pushed back, grill that $$# don't look back

Respect this, like a Lexus repo man I took that
Five cats to death dog, like shop I'm gonna set more
handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords

Lights out... just pull the nines out
Let's find out, pointin shook ones, they pointin dimes out
It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled

My hand is full, of fake ^!$$%z I position
Expensive intuition $#&@ a rap competition
Gat expo, get a grip and never let go

The tet blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That $$# is wet though"
Triple P, paranoid plus petrol
Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal

Ghetto connections, Audi 4, take your section
You only get once chance, ain't no second guessin
We blessin, peepin your style, them never testin

Lessons of life walk the night witcha weapon

[chorus reversed, Havoc takes the main and Foxy joins in starts with "Son it's the drama" instead]


[Verse Three: Foxy Brown]


Fox Boogs, whattup, they get the jack, what the $#&@
Lucked up, the thug ^!$$% took a L ^!$$% (*##$ed up
The snake ^!$$%z slither like Jake, ain't all great

Ain't no threat Dunn, $#&@in with them ^!$$%z that's fake
They got though, pushin a 850 auto, they sayin nada
They know The Firm gettin nachoes

Cheddar like whatever, I see money frontin in the Land
I got him, I got me a $#&@ and his man
Murderous mami, I threw the kiss, he was hist'
Oooh, shoulda seen that ill Roley on his wrist
It seem like he $#&@in wit cream somethin mean

You'll be straight with his eight, and dead him on all his heron
Realistically, papi, is history, mami
I got this, chill Pa Pa, let me rock this
I'm $#&@in wit fours to @@#! this, let me plot this
ice he nuttin nice, if he front, take his life

At the Shark Bar, $#&@in wit Duke, him and his mans
Really frontin boo, got him the red velour Filas too
Here come my ^!$$%z now in the black Hummer stuntin
Yeah that's The Firm, jig the $#&@ up and body sumpin
Whattup now Duke, his eyes cried from the inside

I seen all of his fears cause he about to fry
He looked at me, through his right eye, was like
"Mami why?" I felt $#&@ed up, I can't lie
He was shook, 'Mega opened his chest, ain't nuttin left
but the sky blue Land, and that ^!$$%z last breath

Last breath...

[chorus, Foxy alone all parts x2]

Yeah, it's not a threat
Uhh, Mobb Deep, Havoc, and Foxy

Duo, uhh, sick to death baby
Firm, Escobar 600, Sosa, Mega, Ice
Grand Wiz where you at baby?
Queensbridge, Don 'pu
The whole Brook-lyn, pretty boy