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poet the heat is on unreleased version
Mobb Deep
Verse 1: (poet)Thats my word, i m mothafuckin stressed
It seems like life s tryin to put me through a test
cause every fuckin day it s just gettin worse
Whats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse
But no time to think about the consequences
The years in jail, fuck the death sentence
All i know is that i need mad cash in a flash
Before i gotta kill somebody ass
Might as well be in jail or dead
cause if you ain t gettin paid then you ain t gettin ahead (thats
Word)
Sittin in my room with the lights out thinkin
I m alive, but i ain t livin , i m leakin
I made my bed and i m a lay in it
But i ain t gonna stay in it
I might start sprayin shit
I should ve stayed in school, but thats a dead issue
Fuck a g.e.d., thats like toilet tissue
All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers
Runnin with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckas
Niggas fuckin their money up, niggas gettin knocked
And jealous mothafuckas, they want the whole block
Though i could start flippin gettin on a mission, but i need much
More, no time for bullshittin
Niggas listen....
Chorus (godfather don)
The h-e-a-t makes me crazy
I wanna bust somethin , figures, touch somethin
The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin
I wanna touch somethin , niggas bust somethin
Repeat
Verse 2: (prodigy)
Yo, all i know is guns, all i do is slug
I d rather plug you with the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the snub fourth
Stay gettin those outside of newyork
Bullets from the cornerstore, i m bringin home a arsen
Interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson
Watch out for d s in caprices in tauruses
Security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous
Back at home sell a few burners
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal
Walk with benevolence, holdin twin fifths
380 s in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick
That nigga p is sick, i need a silencer connect, see me
Niggas be lyin , tellin stories, tell it walkin
My niggas is into drugs and extortion
Knotty head for them niggas on the nightshift pumpin
The heat is on nigga.....
Chorus 6x