[Prodigy]
I got my clique ready, ready for hand-to-hand combo
Harms break em down, rapper Noyd cut his throat

Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out
Each twin grab a arm, pick this ^!$$% up
Knitty turn his face to me, let me break him up

I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big
it almost took his whole face off
We got to take position, ready for faceoff

With blitz like Dallas ain't no Superbowl faceoff
We form like ^!$$%s in the yard up north
with long swords, ready for war, who paid cost

and take ya life lost, never found again boss
A job well done, relax, throw back fifths
of Bacardi Limon, fifteenths of hash get lit

$#&@in with the fabulous Mobb, yeah you were sick
Lunatic ^!$$% jump up or got hit
with max and Teks and silencers spit

Shots whiz past your earlobe and %#@!
That's the sound of a ^!$$% who almost felt it
Got you runnin, dodgin, coverin, shelterin

Bullets rippin thru the fabric of ya shirt, it's meltin it
You bleed again, we just another ^!$$% dealt with
Intruder Alert! Our house is nothin like the Covenant

We hold big %#@! like a (*##$ hold one in the oven

[Havoc]

Well if it ain't drama, money above broke (*##$es
Simple minded ^!$$%s, Alpha have it positioned
That's opposition, wetttin me competition

Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see
by myself, by myself and rollin mad trees
Paranoid on point and now I see who's who

This thing was fake ones outta the immediate crew
Life I take one if you jeopardise my do
You're small mi-nute, gotta death to deal with aces up

You overbidded and in the Bridge you go stuck
This ain't a card game but in perspective it's the same
Put two and two together-Mobb Deep with one name

Contain drama like Outbreak, you order drama
We outtake and then take you out
Keep it real and throw the fake out

Raise the stakes up, hit you off from the waste up
That's how it is and how it is is kinda $#&@ed up
Butter beats bangin got ya whole clique singin

on a corner while it's rainin, 4 pound left cha ears ringin
Delete those and keep my %#@! discrete, ^!$$%s is trash rhyme
Totally offbeat and outta sync with they light

E & J bent tight, ^!$$%s slow ya roll
Ya ??? now ya bleedin tonight for no reason
Wanna be max and does get smacked, show no love

Crush ya team like the bear hug
The Infamous'll do dirt, dead as smear like mud
New York new get-it-greens, I feel no pity

no remorse, takin it to the source of course
Bare that $$# thug real kid, it's only your mask
that you wear, take off

Cop out feel the blast BOOM on top BOOM BOOM gat-for-gat
And all the rules got the drop on you
And let the nickel nine pop on you


[Prodigy]
Yo

My crew in the front got it locked
My live ^!$$%s in the back got the gats blowin out'cha back
What the deal, what them tough looks and eye contact

Starin all up in ya cornea, ya cornea lack
the look of a true-to-life, crime ^!$$%s attack
Go at the first ^!$$% that front and overread

Ya get dealt with

[Chorus: x2]

Dealt with quick
Opposition get melted by hot %#@!, he felt it