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