Don't Be a Menace... movie - Up North Trip lyrics

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Song by Mobb Deep<br /><br>

[Verse One: Prodigy]<br>

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It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle<br>

Next come the bookends, the way things is looking<br>

It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin shackled on the bus<br>

First thing come Monday, hoping in your mind you'll be released one day<br>

But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while<br>

Now you're up on the isle, in a position that you ain't got to, refusing<br>

to smile<br>

But keep in mind there's a brighter day, after your time spent<br>

Used to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent<br>

Thought you could hack it, now you're requesting Pee, see you fragile<br>

It ain't hard to see, niggas like that don't associate with me<br>

I'd rather, get busy to the third degree<br>

cause the war populations are<br>

If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon<br>

Hit you up, leave your whole face screaming, what you in for kid<br>

Busting nuts, taps heard of million street stories caught inside this trap<br>

Who are you to look at me with your eyes like that<br>

Wising up young blood, before you make things escalate, and I would hate<br>

To set your crooked ass straight<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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Make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone, niggas is trife<br>

Runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one false move<br>

And it's a up north trip<br>

Livin the high life, make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone<br>

Niggas is trife, runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one<br>

false move And it's a up north trip<br>

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[Verse Two: Havoc]<br>

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You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked, you talk too much shit<br>

You should have kept your mouth shut, all that gossip<br>

Motherfucker don't you know my glock kicks, hollow tips<br>

To your body, mad toxic, I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor<br>

Did you a favor, tried to wet you but i grazed you<br>

Pop goes the glock when there's beef on the block, chill for a while<br>

Make them think the beef stop, then I creep like a thief in the night<br>

It's only right, ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight, and if I get caught<br>

Then my ass is up north, straight on the course for upstate New York<br>

Stress, smokin back to back cigaretttes, it popped off, gon' point in<br>

the mess hall<br>

But to avoid that, from head to toe, dipped in all black, hit them niggas<br>

Where they pump they cracks at, Havoc, with the murder masterplan<br>

Keep my nine up to par, so my shit won't jam, God forbid if my shit do<br>

Run behind a tree, fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body<br>

Mainly in your brain tissue, witness from the scene, get ghost, stash<br>

the pistol<br>

So simple then, watch my back, lay up and relax, roll a sack, ?K-A black?<br>

Find a shorty intact<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Three: Prodigy]<br>

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I got the powder, combine wit the powder, and water, it oughtta<br>

Drop in a half and hour, in the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil<br>

Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil, then I pause<br>

And ask God why, did he put me on the serve, just so I could die<br>

I sit back and build on, all the things I did wrong, why I'm still breathing<br>

And all my friends gone, I try not to dwell on the subject for a while<br>

Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle, but my<br>

Heart pumps foul blood through my arteries, and I can't turn it back<br>

It's a part of me, too late for cryin, I'm a grown man struggling<br>

To reach the next level of life, without fumbling, down to folding<br>

I got no shoulder to lean on but my own, all alone in this danger zone<br>

Time waits for no man, the streets grow worse, fuck the whole world kid<br>

My money comes first, cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody<br>

If you're not family, then you die by me, cause niggas will have you<br>

locked up<br>

The snitch, be a man, givin police the run down on your plans<br>

We're never goin down like that, so I, shut my mouth and hold my words back<br>

The legal business, forever mine, fuck payin taxes, the last kid that shitted<br>

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And gave police access, to my blueprints, used names as evidence<br>

Skipped town and I haven't seen the snitch nigga ever since<br>

The moral of the story is easy to figure out, a lesson that you can't<br>

live without<br>

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[Repeat Chorus once]<br>

Livin the high life<br>

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