Mobb Deep - Biology lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

(Verse)

Niggas dead on arrival, hand on the bible

Bet I be the last nigga that ya eva lie 2

What nigga line ya & anybody round ya

Life's no value, take a look around ya

All we see is dead people, we're all thirst equal

Looking 2 grim reap ya, repo life take yoz & that's that

& damn near do anythin' fo' mo' stacks

Wit all that said they walking witout that?

Wit that there said ya fool witout rach

Who the livest nigga? We pick him outta the batch

Wash him up, song about it, this is savage rap

Throw a H on yo chest, nigga handle that!

Tryna figure where ya sleep I'll have ya man do that

It's a cold world nervel ya, now rocking the thermal

Keep ya mouth shut especially when shit don't concern ya

I got goons on Troy Ave down 2 Fran Lewis

Anybody fucking wit snitches we call the Rag Roomy

Yeah, so ya can keep that movin'

I mark niggas 4 death, don't let me start tattooin'

(Verse 2)

First the dynasty break up, now erryday I wake up

Rappers want me 2 prove I can still bang sumethin'

My cousin turn punk all of a sudden

Like suddenly I'm soft like an erectile dysfunction

Ya niggas is truly bugging tryna act all fly

But y'all crabs on my ball sack, hitching free rides

I know

Ya try & use me fo' publicity

Yaz a stunt man jump into the fire, youz a beast

Yaz the illest nigga in Omaha, ya take me

Fo' a easy lick, I see ya real naive

Yeah ya powered by lithium, all charged up

Plus that superman juice got ya feelin' it

Yo, niggas wanna move on me &

Make history & make TMZ & this is fifty

That's a kamikaze mission I'm Commander in Chief

Ya hit Obama, guess what happen 2 ya afta ya swin'?

Ay yo, dawg shit

Ya play yoself ya gon' get curbed

I let ya know right now, whateva it is ya heard

From these bird ass thugs, stay chirping my name

Ya get yoself hurt bad, push me 2 display

Strength, power, force

What is it that ya thought? I be lyin' in my songs?

NIgga I'm a boss, ya deal wit my employees

I got to couple freelance niggas that enjoy beef

Niggas wanna play chess, I don't even play games

But I do got to few queens, nigga stay bangin'

Five star flags, six star rags

I will drop bodies but I'd ratha drop bags

Ya should know the Bandana Don, run rap marathon tracks around

Any rapper, they neva last long, that's why they always wanna go at me

They know they want the top slot, they got to beat the top dawg