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Survival of the Fittest (Remix) (Extende

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Текст песни Mobb Deep - Survival of the Fittest (Remix) (Extende

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Yeah... sending this one out... to my man Killa BNo doubt indeed... with that weed... know what I`m saying?That old real shit...[Prodigy]There`s a war going on outside no man is safe fromYou can run but you can`t hide foreverfrom these, streets that we done tookYou walking with ya head down; scared to lookYou shook, `cause ain`t no such things as halfway crooksThey never around when the beef cooks in my part of townit`s similar to VietnamNow we all grown up and old and beyond the cop`s controlThey better have the riot gear readytrying to bag me and get rocked steadyby the Mac One-double, I touch youand leave you with not much to go home withMy skin is thick, `cause I be up in a mix of actionif I`m not at home, puffing lye relaxingNew York got a nigga depressedso I wear a slug-proof underneath my GuessGod bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to strollinto the drama I built, and all unfinished beefYou will soon be killed, put us togetherIt`s like mixing vodka and milkI`m going out blasting, taking my enemies with meand if not, they scarred, so they will never forget meLord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowing how to actI`m falling and I can`t turn backOr maybe it`s the words from my man Killa Blackthat I can`t say so it`s left a untold factUntil my death, my goal`s to stay aliveSurvival of the fit only the strong surviveChorus:Yo, yoWe living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong... (Thug life, we still living it)[Havoc]I`m trapped, in between two worlds, trying to make doughyou know when the dough get low the jewels goBut never that, as long as fiends smoke crackI be on the block hustling counting my stacksNo doubt, watching my back and proceed with cautionFive-ohs lurking, no time to get lost in -- the systembrothers used to fake names to get out quickMy brother did it and got bagged with two ouncesI live a war where squads hit the block hardAsk my man Twin when he got bagged, that messed me up GodBut things happen for a reasonYou find out who`s the true peoples when you`re up north bleedingYou can`t find a shorty to troop your bid with youHit with a 2 to 4 it`s difficultWhile on the streets I try to maintainTight with my loot, the shorties like to run gameSome brothers like to trick but I ain`t on that tricking tipI`m like a Jew, saving dough so I can big whipPushing a Lex, now I`m set, ready to jetNo matter how much loot I get I`m staying in the projects, foreverJakes on the blocks we out-cleverIf beef, we never seperate and pull togetherWhen worse comes to worst, my peoples come firstTry to react and word is bond, get your feelings hurtMy crew`s all about loot, forget looking cuteI`m strictly Timb boots and army certified suitsPuffing L`s, laid back, enjoying the smellIn the Bridge, thumping I`s, it ain`t hard to tellYou better realizeChorus:We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it)We living this til the day that we dieSurvival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it)Look in the eyes and get wiseLook alive, in ninety-five, word upHypnotic Thug Life, get that ass paralyzedKnow what I`m saying? Mobb Deep and all that...[Prodigy]I`m putting holes in ya body like ya bossing a partythen drown your open sores with BacardiCrazy as it seem, my mind is every thug`s dreamkill `em clean and leave the murder weapon at the crime-sceneI got a bag of tricks for all you wanna-be hard rock dicksand start running when my gun kicksLeaving niggas dead on arrival,and keeping it real is my means of survivalI rise to the top while you fall on your faceso coward-ass niggas just stay in ya placeI won`t lie... and I don`t give a fuck if I dieYou can tell a real nigga by the look in his eye[Havoc]Mobb Deep, and we got that beef, but fuck itIt goess with the territory, we stuck with itI admit, I didn`t do it, the Glock did itI should`ve got a bid, but the case was acquittedYou want a future with kids and a wife?I rather drop while I`m living the street lifeGet high like the motherfuckin championBust a cap in ya back and I stash the gunYou better realize

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