PRODIGY

PRODIGY - It's Nothing

rate me

They could say what they say

You know I ride to the grave when it's beef

That Mobb shit, you know that hard shit for the streets

That diabetic rap, nigga ain't nothing sweet

That 'Murda Muzik' Infamous Mobb Deep

It's nothing for me to wild out, buck niggas fo'real

I run up in their spot wake 'em with the blue steel

Got a nina, that got more bodies than Katrina

Till I'm locked up, I'll pop up on your block with dem heaterz

We stomp niggas out just to break your new Timbs

Which means it's nothing just to break a few limbs

The Gemstar cut a few and give 'em new chins

Ain't no telling what I'll do off that Juice & Gin

It's the rapper, the gun clapper, yeah it's him

The 41st side and we at it again

You ain't come up hard like Hav' and KB

You ain't living like Noyd and P

Nah, never it's nothing for me to cut 'em

Nothing for me to touch 'em

Nothing for me to kill

Nah, never it's nothing for me to buck 'em

Nothing for me to dunn 'em

Nothing for me to kill

Nah nigga, it's nothing for me to spot 'em

Nothing for me to shot 'em

Nothing for me to kill

Nah, never it's nothing for me to jump 'em

Nothing for me to dump 'em

It's nothing fo'real

Look, every one of you niggas now it's Mobb Deep

Ain't none one of you niggas better not touch P

Bloody sport rap, I destroy the beef

And anything else in the way it get eat

I'm the King of my jungle, they know the routine

They can't come out side, they might bump into me

And like 1200 men, we wilding again

Showtime, Voltron when we connect

We'll hurt something, murk something, keep your distance

We animals in the zoo, stay behind the fence

Play tough and get that ass fucked up quick

You a lie, you ain't never been through no live shit

Never played in the dirt, rolled in the mud

No we not the same, you ain't grow up like us

You ain't raised like Noyd, been through it like P

You ain't built like Hav' and KB

My nigga we Bloods, that tat' on our hands is Deep

Till the tombstone your beef is my beef

Till the sun burn out and ain't no more shots

We gon' fight till the ending and give it all we got

Niggas stunt on us, we gon' give him the god

We done been through too much to let a nigga just walk

Like he walked the walk, this nigga is all mouth

When them shots get the popping watch 'em hug the ground

Hiding in the cars, nigga scared straight

Stupid, like I won't shoot up the gas tank

After twelve we worst than Gremlin

We take over the bar and can't help it

Off the gasoline kerosene mix

I'll bet none of y'all ain't never seen this

Young Veteran in the war since fourteen

When I almost got my head blew off in QB

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