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you don't want it - prodigy of mobb deep lyrics

[intro: big daddy kane & prodigy]
yeah, what up shot?
ain’t sh*t, my n*gga, it’s that sh*t right here
know how we do
let me get some of that drank, what you got in that bag, n*gga?
allow me to emote
yeah, let’s spit some of that sh*t p

[verse 1: prodigy]
i know you want what’s mine, get your own sh*t
i know you want my wife, get your own b*tch, you hear?
get your own, your own, ya heard?
s*x, drugs and money, but music come first
without havin’ these beats, i would be lost
i can’t write greatness to production that’s garbage
cold*hearted, i’m like, “please get away from me
i don’t want your bum likes rubbin’ off on me”
i’m pickier than a female, i choose like a wh0re
i don’t settle for less, f*ck that, i want more
i’m the best rapper alive, them n*ggas lied to you
i decide who not to flip on and let ’em do they numbers
yeah, come check my eyes out, come see
give my power a test, i have you runnin’ naked in the street
what’s beef? these n*ggas is cute
poppin’ sh*t, talkin’ that g*ngb*ng sh*t, i shoot
first dumb n*gga with a light bulb over his head
you rather follow suit than get your money instead
i’m well*rounded, i’m not stuck on one thing
my painful life is very humbling, but
i’m well*rounded, so that bein’ known
on my c*cky sh*t, b*tch, you could kick stones
i impress for love, i try really hard
but it’s a two*way street, you ain’t givin’ back, i’m gone
[chorus: prodigy & big daddy kane]
i break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
peel on ducatis and other four*wheels
write a book full of medicine, it generate mills
tour the album only for more sales
i break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
peel on ducatis and other four*wheels (uh)
write a book full of medicine (uh*huh), it generate mills
tour the album only for more sales

[verse 2: big daddy kane]
i’m tryna live my life in peace and harmony
the opposite of andrew lloyd, drama*free
but some of y’all be tryna play games constantly
but i recognize the shook ones, that’s word to prodigy
for sucker sh*t awards, y’all be first nominee
but quick to beat your chest and scream out ”i’m a g”
where your loyalty lie and where your honor be?
on everything, i swear y’all n*ggas is comedy
my peeps often sleep walkin’, no sheep walkin’
reportin’, aight n*gga, keep talkin’
vibes gettin’ toxic ’cause y’all wanna pop sh*t
tryna keep a n*gga out the door, but i’m a locksmith
it’s sad to see that y’all can’t remain stable
actin’ like we ain’t able to eat at the same table
they all trippin’ like that bag ain’t big enough
but the ar*15, that mag big enough, keep playin’
[chorus: prodigy]
i break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
peel on ducatis and other four*wheels
write a book full of medicine, it generate mills
tour the album only for more sales
i break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
peel on ducatis and other four*wheels
write a book full of medicine, it generate mills
tour the album only for more sales

- prodigy of mobb deep lyrics

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