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Mobb DeepThere I Go Again/So Long

Yeah yeah
Know what I'm sayin'
Straight burn biscuits baby
Yeah, give it to 'em raw uncut
Turn them headphones up
No doubt son
No problem
Creepin' it though baby
It's gangsta
The truth gonna come to the level


Yo
As this blood flow through my veins
I stand before this mic with a stepped up game
Some things when I look how they never gonna change
It ain't a thing
Niggas wild
Then I'm cockin' that thing
Cuz you know with every action there's a reaction
And there's no known cure when I'm sick with the clappin'
How many times it have to happen
Niggas talkin' like they generals
They just mere captains
The streets there's rules
Slugs hit 'emwith infractions
And then there's Hollywood if you want some fuckin' acting
You got these niggas out mis-representin' they hood
Give 'em heart now they icin'
I'm like nigga what's good?
Cuz you know how I get with these macks and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best


You know a nigga
I be tryin' to chill
But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt)
Ther comes a time in
Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed
And here I go again
Grabbin' my steel
Cuz now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (run 'em)
There come a time in
Ever nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed


Ay yo
Don't make me have to body something
Fuck you and what you known for
To me you're nothin'
I don't see why in the world
To me you frontin'
And if you was that nigga
Then you still mean nothing
Homes (what)
My gun is bustin'
Fuck all y'all niggas my stomach is touchin'
And I be right there on Murdle Ave.
Come through
You bitch ass niggas wouldn't know what to do
I get bullet proof love
Pounds and hugs
You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood
You get killed fuckin' with P
You really should
Not do that
I use that
Lugar good
Catch a bad one
Ran dunn raggity
You got fucked up and left for dead in the street


Yo
Who wants it with Hav
Who want it with P
Not near one of y'all
And I put that on me
But if??



Yo
Believe me dog there's more than
Cockin' and squeezin' and
Afterward that nigga still be breathin' and
Who gonna snitch if you lucky to leave it then
For a reward nigga just might turn you in
I take it further and I might just murder him
That mouthpiece all together
I'm curbin' him
It's very clear and there's nothin' to blur my lens
It's very real
Ain't got no time to pretend

Yo
Feelin' it thugs
I dump a magazine on you dunn
I'll run up on you niggas with the ?master? glove
Dunn there's nothin' for me to snap and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you
The pain to have me killed
I respect the laws of war and love
I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit it when them guns come out




We've got to learn to swallow our pride
It's hard just to let things ride
Maybe one day things will change
As of right now let me show you something







Why the fuck did your your ass have to go and get knocked
now you got me on the phone, straight talkin' to the cops
tryin' to verify your government
they got you now, they lovin' it,
they wanna hang that ass, couldn't get you in the past
though I can't see your problem
you was still young at the time
did a lot of older things, you was ahead of your time
never told you to slow down
resee your crown heights, you wild
all I could say was be careful
give you a dap to bounce
shit that you went through
watched the drama amount
gave a fuck long, you wasn't part of the body count
now I feel guilty, half the blame of your incarceration
till the interveine, when you first started catching cases
fuck to this, dunn, now you in there
gotta hold it down, you mother's only son
and I'ma ride for you, baby, 'cause a lot of it is still love
I'm still there, when you get home, I'ma be there



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)


I can't believe they got my dunn, it feel like my fault
'cause I fronted you that money to get that dough
any man's ain't accountable for they action
still and all I feel responsible for you being gone
I hit the mall 'till it happened, k.a. now & then
just so, you can live and keep your little cosmetics
in that five years, it was a little dough we made
out of sight, out of mind, naw dog
it's not me, I miss you
you on my mind daily
even though I scribe to a nigga, really, you feel me
trying to get my shit together
so you could be proud, when you touch down
we got businesses to run now
peep it back how we used to run up in a nigga's house
on some pety crime shit, boy we was not playin'
on occassion, I still check ya, brotha 'tll the end
Black, and bone crazy ass
reading ya letters, I see you ain't losin' ya sense of humour
talkin' to you on the phone made my day cooler
tellin' me, how you'll deaf, to see your nose out
you need to bring your black ass home
and cut that bullshit out
I could remember me and killa would test our new guns in the projects
'cause that's where police won't come, iller g
my nigga 'till death do us
you almost home, until then
hold ya head, dunn



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)
Yeah yeah
Know what I'm sayin'
Straight burn biscuits baby
Yeah, give it to 'em raw uncut
Turn them headphones up
No doubt son
No problem
Creepin' it though baby
It's gangsta
The truth gonna come to the level


Yo
As this blood flow through my veins
I stand before this mic with a stepped up game
Some things when I look how they never gonna change
It ain't a thing
Niggas wild
Then I'm cockin' that thing
Cuz you know with every action there's a reaction
And there's no known cure when I'm sick with the clappin'
How many times it have to happen
Niggas talkin' like they generals
They just mere captains
The streets there's rules
Slugs hit 'emwith infractions
And then there's Hollywood if you want some fuckin' acting
You got these niggas out mis-representin' they hood
Give 'em heart now they icin'
I'm like nigga what's good?
Cuz you know how I get with these macks and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best


You know a nigga
I be tryin' to chill
But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt)
Ther comes a time in
Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed
And here I go again
Grabbin' my steel
Cuz now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (run 'em)
There come a time in
Ever nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed


Ay yo
Don't make me have to body something
Fuck you and what you known for
To me you're nothin'
I don't see why in the world
To me you frontin'
And if you was that nigga
Then you still mean nothing
Homes (what)
My gun is bustin'
Fuck all y'all niggas my stomach is touchin'
And I be right there on Murdle Ave.
Come through
You bitch ass niggas wouldn't know what to do
I get bullet proof love
Pounds and hugs
You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood
You get killed fuckin' with P
You really should
Not do that
I use that
Lugar good
Catch a bad one
Ran dunn raggity
You got fucked up and left for dead in the street


Yo
Who wants it with Hav
Who want it with P
Not near one of y'all
And I put that on me
But if??



Yo
Believe me dog there's more than
Cockin' and squeezin' and
Afterward that nigga still be breathin' and
Who gonna snitch if you lucky to leave it then
For a reward nigga just might turn you in
I take it further and I might just murder him
That mouthpiece all together
I'm curbin' him
It's very clear and there's nothin' to blur my lens
It's very real
Ain't got no time to pretend

Yo
Feelin' it thugs
I dump a magazine on you dunn
I'll run up on you niggas with the ?master? glove
Dunn there's nothin' for me to snap and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you
The pain to have me killed
I respect the laws of war and love
I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit it when them guns come out




We've got to learn to swallow our pride
It's hard just to let things ride
Maybe one day things will change
As of right now let me show you something







Why the fuck did your your ass have to go and get knocked
now you got me on the phone, straight talkin' to the cops
tryin' to verify your government
they got you now, they lovin' it,
they wanna hang that ass, couldn't get you in the past
though I can't see your problem
you was still young at the time
did a lot of older things, you was ahead of your time
never told you to slow down
resee your crown heights, you wild
all I could say was be careful
give you a dap to bounce
shit that you went through
watched the drama amount
gave a fuck long, you wasn't part of the body count
now I feel guilty, half the blame of your incarceration
till the interveine, when you first started catching cases
fuck to this, dunn, now you in there
gotta hold it down, you mother's only son
and I'ma ride for you, baby, 'cause a lot of it is still love
I'm still there, when you get home, I'ma be there



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)


I can't believe they got my dunn, it feel like my fault
'cause I fronted you that money to get that dough
any man's ain't accountable for they action
still and all I feel responsible for you being gone
I hit the mall 'till it happened, k.a. now & then
just so, you can live and keep your little cosmetics
in that five years, it was a little dough we made
out of sight, out of mind, naw dog
it's not me, I miss you
you on my mind daily
even though I scribe to a nigga, really, you feel me
trying to get my shit together
so you could be proud, when you touch down
we got businesses to run now
peep it back how we used to run up in a nigga's house
on some pety crime shit, boy we was not playin'
on occassion, I still check ya, brotha 'tll the end
Black, and bone crazy ass
reading ya letters, I see you ain't losin' ya sense of humour
talkin' to you on the phone made my day cooler
tellin' me, how you'll deaf, to see your nose out
you need to bring your black ass home
and cut that bullshit out
I could remember me and killa would test our new guns in the projects
'cause that's where police won't come, iller g
my nigga 'till death do us
you almost home, until then
hold ya head, dunn



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)

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