Mobb Deep - Apostle's Warning Lyrics
Intro: havocUhh god, uhh, yknow what we gotta do son!Yknowhutimsayin? word up!Make that millions fam!No doubt! its only there for the takings sonMatter of fact let me get some of that beer sonWe drunk all that shit, hey yo!(havoc)44th side convention, queens connectionThe bridge be reptinAny party that we step in get they heady-upV-s-o-p immediately, extra bentRob then out son is evidentWe stash cream, mansions fulfill my dreamIce reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole teamDominate the game, lets have a rule, combinationsNo conversation, bring all ya good confrontationYou hesitatin, ass spittin, thats bad businessFor the game nigga, get out the businessYou waste space, substitute heres the briefcaseWe deface, smack the smile off ya *****in faceTainted taste, send ya home back to vacateGet your shit together plus your mind straight(prodigy)YoMy empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakesMy entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that hire stakesWe pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstateDreams are growing over and my sonll live greatLittle man Im plannin to enhance your mindstateThe rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill lifeThe one before me was of an even more trifeMy understandin, Ill raise you with precise planninAnd put you on to the whole game of this planetBut I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-oMe and my lil getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-oHe couldnt withstand the snake bite, there is no hankyDont you put your hands too close and try to approachI wont snap at you Im goin for throatsAnd when you feel my bite cha sing high notesI peeped you from deep and then you got cut throatsMy formulae-i live life do or dieStare into the eyes of a deep wiseguyProdigy turnin niggas to protogesMy protege I advise ya ass to make wayMake way...for fully-auto gun sprayYoure small prey, Ill easily bait and trap yeaThis man is half mad scientist-half saneCreative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabisHere take a toke of this daily rare roackalistOverpower yall, tiny noise like locustLike sunlight thru a magnifying glass Ill focus emBurn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (oh shit!)And let the venom soak inYou start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shit I writeLeavin niggas stuck, I let spitTrapped up in a web of a nigga thats sickIll wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midstAs dangerous as risky business *****in with thisContender number one I put you on top of the listYoure the best challenger so far Ill give you thisBut peep this (what? ) fatal shots that soloplexMan down, now who dares to go next?Like general monkmonk orders to chop necksI send a message to my whole clique to bomb shitAtomic, no time for calm shitWe hyperactive and its time for vietnam bitYa whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-dedTake heed to the apostles warningWord up!
