Yo I rose early mornin' spread my wings yawnin'   Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin'   Look down and see dry blood all on my garment   It stained all my guess farmer's colored enormous      I hopped up outta my bed holdin' my head   Flashbacks of gun shots shot past my head   I can recall an eight man brawl three men fall   Bullets flew I had to drug my man behind a wall      Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs like air mail   Directly at the cat that made my man blood spill   An eye for an eye you know my science of life   Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly type      I kick the 98 shit for your ears to list   Nigga P where you headed it's time to pass kids   (What's the kids be doin' yo)   Kickin' rhymes that's true lies      Let me break 'em down to size minimize they air air time   After this you never will go back to that which   Sit back an' write half ass shit   The last official takin' out the artificial   Let me relieve you replace that shit with some lethal      Mobb, remember the name it's been along   That nigga's shook to death from the first fuckin' song   Fluidly my mind flooded with jewels infinite   The kinda rap bandits in attics stuck on some live shit      Bear witness to this diligent street cat   I carry myself hold myself down in fact   This one dedicated to my niggaz on run   Holdin' big gats go for your gun      Prepare to crush them we trust none   Man who ain't down with the clan   The Mobb dynasty apparently you thought I was some other type   Nigga you could fuck with you shit outta luck      Boss I break your compass throw you way off course   We buildin' from ground up startin' from ground zero   Mafia on da see the name upon the mirror   Durable physically fit raps articulate      You get your whole skeleton   Cracked somethin' ridiculous   Still fascinated by my site   Little P wanna be me, uh you no D      One time son you know we be the illest in this   Push the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move back   The big mouth cat ship will sink to the bottom   Easily overthrowin' niggaz, rollin' over niggaz      Yo, crushed grills, dollar bills, swiss suit on   Screw on dry sell nigga with his loot on   Watch this, gun glock less, fiends scopin' out my rock shit   Diamond on some H and R Block shit      Hear me, gets Larry and his sneakers are shot   Word to me Dunn, the uniform do mean a lot   I approach lit up cousin sit up matter of fact get up   What fuss on the bottom face slit up      Yeah where you from I'm from here   You know Brina and Javier, and Little Life doin' thirty years   Analyzin' this wise guy a look alike first prize guy   Lit up the Thai said right      Emotionally playin' him close like I'm supposed to be   Somethin' spoke to me, it was this little nigga pokin' me   I heard sirens now turn around about to hit 'em   Son was pro nine with the emblem      Grabbed my goose down the walkie-talkie   Foul I'm loose now shot went off knocked the juice down   It ricocheted and hit a GS now here comes EMS   Dunn was leanin' near a ZX next time shits parental   God slap fire out yer mental jet in a boat with rims to mental      One time son you know we be the illest in this   Push the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move back   The big mouth cat ship will sink to the bottom   Easily overthrowin' niggaz, rollin' over niggaz      One time son you know we be the illest in this   Push the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move back   The big mouth cat ship will sink to the bottom   Easily overthrowin' niggaz, rollin' over niggaz