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NYC, word upVerse 1: Prodigy, A.C.D.M-O-B-B D-E-E-P, A.C.D. burn sometinLet`s get lifted, Queens is you wit meNiggas` shifty, I turn around, a kid tried to hit meI back him down wit the 50-50It had to been the thug in me, ya tunnel bang and come and get meThe first five hundred bitches freeHe kid with the god jewel and let all my gods come thruLive niggas on this side of the bar, you get smacked, booand fucked too, shit on me? Well then, fuck youGone wit your high class ass if you want toOutta state you be suckin me off and breakin offWeed bitch stinks of stallion but my dick went softMy Mobb got in lock wit Masterlock, het getcha locks pickedRun up in your spot, mask-n-glove shitQueens niggas involved with thug shit, you get lumpdedCrank, we in the bathroom thumpinTo the three-time losers, alcohol abusersBig money spenders and the Ebineezer ScroogersThugs holdin fort wit the sixteen shot RugersThe CREAM that I redeem will bring a Lex and LandcruiserDominant chapter, assassinin` the obsoleteand my Mobb comes Deep to put the wind beneath your feetMy heart`s harder than concrete, and nervous streetsbe walked offbeat but still thugs carry heatsI get deeper than skin, paragraphs from withinDear lord, my life is trife, please forgive for me sinsMy kin stay my kin, ain`t no room for extra friendsOne love to my thugs up north in the pensBe a prophet to raise, beat my speech on stageNemesis renegade, breakin down barricadesThese days are gettin rough, `nother brother handcuffedFallen victim to the gameis like style`s corruptChorus: My crime niggas livin - street lifeThem Queen niggas livin - street lifeMy drug niggas livin - street lifeMy street niggas livin - street lifeYou thug niggas livin - street lifeNYC livin - street lifeMy Mobb niggas livin - street lifeWhat?Verse 2: Havoc, A.C.D.For every rhyme I write, reality bitesMy clique keeps shit rolled too tightRegulate and know the ruleI gets some insight plus info, do stickers with my kickosMy .44 will burn that ass like goin raw with nymphosSo protect your lifestyle, rock your vestor get your teflon put to the motherfuckin testState pen put on points, son you knowStay on the low, got the back, oh-no-noWhen I`m on a dough blow, got ta guard you nowKid, you wanna get foul, so now I gotta put that ass back on profileChange your character, you ain`t got staminaNigga get that dough, I ain`t mad at`chaThe Infamous handle business, gonna make minesforever, son, kid you heard it thru the grapevineTo my royal thug commitees and outlaws that live the life of Frank NittyThe big city mobster, the C-to-D ???? has made thegod unholy, skies forever watch meThe prophecy, another chapter, there`s no stoppin mePropagation, my life story is far from fictioncos at one time, the .44 bullets took the world, bring sparks and frictionI anaylse this `erb so I roll with trife charactersThe hardest for the world to cap, and shiner like a full carat diamond with perfect designinPhilly`s and 9 mili`s and Coupe De Villey`s forever reclininTo the shoot, physicals in this paradoxThe world is hot and my plot is to receive grands and yachtsUntil then I be a trife individual, dwellin in these daysScorch from the deeez plus the sun`s raysDead President dreams and million dollar schemesKiller Queens, the land of CREAM fiendsA.C.D. the world terroristStainless Rugers for the intruders and my cipher`s InfamousThru New York and worldwide, we penetrate your inside*?Diamond did?* drama, son, and 9 clips so prepare fro heaven`s rideChorus:A.C.D. livin - street lifeMy ice niggas livin - street lifeThem jewel rockin niggas livin - street lifeThem crack niggas livin - street lifeThem coke-sellin niggas livin - street lifeWord, NYC livin - street lifeMy man L.E.S. livin - street lifeThe whole Queensbridge livin - street lifeWord up son, we`re livin - street lifeKnowI`msayin? Word up, A.C.D., Mobb Deep in the motherfuckin....Yo yo, uhhhHold me down, son (No doubt, son)Back em down, son (I got`cha back, son)

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