Mobb Deep - Man Down Lyrics
Intro: prodigy and big noydThats my word, god! kick that thug shit, god!Kick that mother*****in thug shit man! word up, man!(whats up, son? whats up? ) word up, get go(no doubt, nigga!) money no represent, knowimsayin?(all the time, baby) no doubt (youknowimsayin? )Who we got here, son? (shine, baby, shine)(look) look who we have here, yo! (up in the sky...sky)Verse 1: prodigyHere come the vultures, the mobb-laced potent rap shitPerhaps, kid, make it happen, start the flippinYou *****in comic, who you kidding?My niggas laughing, blood bathin, the worlds greatestIn-famous crime-zanousTo interfere would be dangerousPlane descent, stand clear, save your strengthYou couldnt do the limp if you was coked upBy my zd up, whatever the *****, who gives a *****? you get *****edMy coalition specialises in collisionThe clash of the cliques, the duel o the iron mac, spitAnd leave ya half-splitYoull be missin much more than a fractionWhen its time for actionHit em while a man down, make that nigga backspinTrapped up, a ? ? ? ? madmanWe blastin youre collapsin, heavily light my gold mac 10Get imprisoned with dem raps they have you relapsinYou get castin the mobb, deaf and assinWe face splashin, dope fakes ice-pick stabbinHe slow leakin, he ternally bleedin for speakinOutta place, niggas get placed back indecentLive at the main event may I presentScreamin out loud for any squad thats deafMy infamous mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya breathIts ko from dead arm rights and hard leftsAnother satisfied consumer who got blessedSingle out ya army til theres no man leftChorus:Man down (man down, down, down, down....)*repeat x3*Lay the ***** down!Verse 2: havocInfamous cartel, visible evidenceWe scarred well, associated team benevolentNever hesitant, opposition get settled here withSharp shit thatll rip thruOne hundred layers of kevlar, sharp like the jim starExiled, son, he get sent farHes the foulest, qbc gat bust the loudestBelow profile, peep style, thirsty prowlestCatchin court cases, pay for your legal aidSon, thats money wasted, I aint got time for thatInvest third place on my best sold rapOn the scrap from the ignorant catsItll be dead in a few....just like thatCouldnt bust his gat right (yo, yknow what? )But now you bucked your own man, amatuer assHomeboy take that ass to classBut you cut in, duckin a reality blastYou catch a d minus *****in with new yorks finestThe conversation from them outsidersDick riders, connivers bomb ya campWe know survivors, push you off guard, got homicidinWe analysin, tell you up front aint no surprisesWe take you down first round, give ya man poundChorusVerse 3: big noydCheck it out, dun, them niggas aint onesTo be blowin off the top and shit, Im tired of shitDun, Im about to dot the ***** and leave him stiffToss me the fifth so I can bless the God with giftYo nigga noyd, whats the topic? yo, the topic is thisLet me start from the beginning at the top of the listFirst of all them tight niggas with that space-down shitI stick a rocket up in they ass and give em a liftMy marvellous mobb is tonic, intoxicant, bee-sweeMorphine raps, you get dope from inner mind-seeShit fienin, now get your fix cos you need it*****in up your intravenous, the infamous mobb top secretThe only way you weakin is if you beakin thisSneak devy niggas mischeviousknowledgin the God behind the scene on some snake shitThe vultures, water from their mouth but we can taste itWe just waitin with patienceYo, dun, check the cross-examination these niggas fakinSo you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the baconOr you can snatch the mac for the faggot, ai!Bang em up, ***** em upChorusLay the ***** down, down, down, down...
