Mobb Deep - Survival Of The Fittest Lyrics
Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man killa bNo doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatimsayin?That old real shit..[prodigy]Theres a war goin on outside, no man is safe fromYou could run but you cant hide foreverFrom these, streets, that we done tookYou walkin witcha head down scared to lookYou shook, cause aint no such things as halfway crooksThey never around when the beef cooks in my part of townIts similar to vietnamNow we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops controlThey better have the riot gear readyTryin to bag me and get rocked steadyBy the mac one-double, I touch youAnd leave you with not much to go home witMy skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of actionIf Im not at home, puffin lye relaxinNew york got a nigga depressedSo I wear a slug-proof underneath my guessGod bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to strollAnd to the drama I built, and all unfinished beefYou will soon be killed, put us togetherIts like mixin vodka and milkIm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with meAnd if not, they scarred, so they will never forget meLord forgive me the hennesey got me not knowin how to actIm fallin and I cant turn backOr maybe its the words from my man killa blackThat I cant say so its left a untold fact, until my deathMy goals to stay aliveSurvival of the fit only the strong surviveChorus: mobb deepYo, yoWe livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(thug life, we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we die(we livin this til the day that we die)Survival of the fit only the strong survive(survival of the fit only the strong..)[havoc]Im trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough yknowWhen the dough get low the jewels go, but never thatAs long as fiends smoke crackIll be on the block hustlin countin my stacksNo doubt, watchin my back and proceed with cautionFive-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the systemNiggaz usin fake names to get out quickMy brother did it and got bagged with two ouncesI-llegal world where squads hit the block hardAsk my man twin when he got bagged, that *****ed me up godBut shit happens for a reasonYou find out whos your true peoples when youre upstate bleedinYou cant find a shorty to troop your bid witchuHit wit a 2 to 4 its difficultWild on the streets I try to maintainTight with my loot, cause hoes like to run gameSome niggaz like to trick but I aint wit that trickin shitIm like a jew, savin dough so I can big whipPushin a lex, now Im set, ready to jetNo matter how much loot I get Im stayin in the projects, foreverJakes on the blocks we out-cleverIf beef, we never seperate and pull togetherWhen worse comes to worse and my peoples come firstTry to react and get them mother*****in feelings hurtMy crews all about loot***** lookin cute, Im strictly timb boots and army certified suitsPuffin ls, laid back, enjoyin the smellIn the bridge gettin down it aint hard to tellYou better realizeChorus: mobb deepWe livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(thug life, we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(we still livin it)We livin this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive(thug life, we still livin it)(the strong survive)[prodigy]Look in the eyes and get wiseLook alive, in ninety-five, word upHypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzedKnahmsayin? mobb deep and all that..
