Burn Something

[Prodigy]<br>It`s always somethin` man<br>It`s always somethin` I swear<br>Hey get started son<br><br>[Havoc]<br>Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something<br>Burn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggas<br>Burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop<br>Niggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the top<br>Yeah burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something<br>Burn something, I wanna clear my mind<br>Look at niggas<br>Burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop<br>Niggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the top<br><br>[Prodigy]<br>They must be jokin` niggas get they face peeled open<br>Guns we unload em, Mobb fixtured omen<br>Plus, we hit mid-sections up<br>You wit your kids and your woman boy I`m tearing you up<br>You wit your moms, so what I`m airin` the block<br>When you see my hand reach for my waist you better hop<br>And do not fuck wit P, you goin` at me<br>You better off shuttin` the fuck up, trust me<br>You got a better chance stickin that Brinks truck<br>Than pickin` one of us for a hug<br>We properly serve<br>Reugers pop and whop ya head<br>Pens go off and drop you dead<br>Aiyyo Littles what the fuck is the deal my nigga<br>Fuck all this rappin` shit let`s ride on these niggas<br>Cause this song ain`t for entertainment<br>This is a street subpoena for y`all niggas bring it<br><br>[Havoc]<br>Niggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shit<br>Bitches love us but niggas can`t stand the clique<br>And dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotions<br>Burn something, I`m ves`d ready to hurt something<br>Niggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shit<br>Bitches love us but niggas can`t stand the clique<br>And dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotions<br>Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something<br><br>[Littles]<br>Whatchu know about two hands three guns pop out<br>Them city boys that be movin` `caine down south<br>I clap for dollars and scrap about it<br>I been around since Dappa Danns, rap vans<br>I`m a gorilla man, I know you feel me man<br>Queens I rep you flow let`s do it<br>Unknown marksman, I see through the scope<br>Hit your frame and your souls apart and<br>Number one question A & R`s wanna know<br>Where I stand in the dispute wit` Nas, Mobb and Jay-Z<br>Fuck you pay me<br>I slid in on you rap motherfuckers cause the block got lazy<br>I`m from a place cannons burst, police never come<br>Homie viewed my life, wrote, and got us out the slums<br>Came home, the Mobb came to scoop me up<br>Though I rhyme niggas still wanna shoot me up<br>I`m that gangster gangster read all about me<br>In your X-X-L`s, Sources my crew is rowdy<br>When them hammers back out we leave the whole block cloudy<br><br>[Havoc]<br>Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something<br>Burn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggas<br>Burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop<br>Niggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the top<br>Yeah burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something<br>Burn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggas<br>Burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop<br>Niggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the top<br>Relax my mizzy and smoke that dro<br>Hold her head motherfucker I`ma fuck that ho<br>Let the dutch burn niggas get split fuck ya turn<br>I ain`t been givin` a fuck so why should I now<br>Watch your mouth, nigga I`m grown you just a child<br>In a mans world nigga ac`in like a little girl<br>It`s foul, he don`t wanna blow trial, why not?<br>Cause up north niggas like him get smacked around<br>I never turn my back, on you faceless cowards<br>Talkin` all that shit, don`t know a thing about us<br>I educate em with the pretty four pounder<br>But each and every day we get flagrant and more fouler<br>Keep it thorough, don`t want that bullshit around us<br>Moved away from drama but some how it found us<br>It`s a small thing, let that dro burn<br>Nigga front he gettin` touched that`s my word<br>Niggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shit<br>Bitches love us but niggas can`t stand the clique<br>And dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotions<br>Burn something, I`m ves`d ready to hurt something<br>Niggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shit<br>Bitches love us but niggas can`t stand the clique<br>And dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotions<br>Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something