Any Given Sunday movie - Never Goin' Back lyrics

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Song by Mobb Deep<br /><br>

[Havoc]<br>

Yo...<br>

Ain't no hard time invented that Havoc can't handle<br>

If cats only knew all the shit I been through<br>

Homicide, suicide, am I, losin my mind?<br>

Just, standin my ground keep it bottled up inside<br>

Practice what I preach Dunn, ride for my loved ones<br>

Asked about my life, no doubt had a tough one<br>

Did dirt, got dirt, shit only got worse<br>

Been asked God why he put me on this earth, yo<br>

Not for nuttin Dunn, I want it all - can you blame me?<br>

Niggaz just be settlin for crumbs<br>

How dumb, how come, with no outcome?<br>

Ten years later niggaz still in the slums<br>

Strung off the next shit, dyin for they next shit<br>

Foamin from the mouth for the next man necklace<br>

And how about that, niggaz too grown for that<br>

I'm holdin it down, now where your head at? Yo<br>

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[Chorus: Mobb Deep (repeat 2X)]<br>

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I ain't goin back, I ain't lookin back<br>

I'm movin ahead, now how about that?<br>

Hell no black, I'm where the paper at<br>

long as I don't forget where I came from<br>

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[Prodigy]<br>

We do it the Mobb way - leave em lookin like a strawberry<br>

My outlook on life is quite very - positive<br>

I'm a content fella<br>

until you tamper with my plans to go on further<br>

Fuck the hassle, it ain't worth my energy unless I must<br>

If you insist, I'll be more than glad til his beef marriage<br>

Me and you til death do us<br>

Scrape my fingertips on bricks, forty-two shot clips<br>

That's my shit, do it like the old timers<br>

I use a wide holster, it's more discrete while I'm post up<br>

or in motion, most niggaz be floatin<br>

Don't even make eye contact, walkin<br>

Dunn, pay attention that's how niggaz die sooner<br>

Watch who you pass and it might be a reaper<br>

Watch my niggaz we'll jump when you least thought<br>

We came from the streets up, now we put G's up, so<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Havoc]<br>

Yo, had time to think when just on the brink of death<br>

at my front door me receivin slugs?<br>

Only twenty-five, got fifty more to go<br>

and knows, their plot I hope they ass die slow<br>

How though no dough, please don't show<br>

like my man Twist said don't even see me when I blow<br>

Got, issue with my foes best believe I'ma solve em<br>

and laugh at your petty-ass problems<br>

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[Prodigy]<br>

Out the slums of Queens, came a bunch of young gun niggaz<br>

The Infamous Mobb Deep<br>

with dreams, of one day makin it big<br>

With they Live Nigga Rap music, hard liquor swigs<br>

Dirty Timbs, thirsty grins<br>

Smile all up in your face then I break your chin<br>

Went platinum, now them niggaz writin scripts<br>

Murda Muzik the movie, pushin spaceships like..<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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