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(The Infamous Prelude)

This song is by Mobb Deep and appears on the album The Infamous (1995).

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah. Hold the fuck up
We gon' take this little intermission, listen to
What the fuck I got to say ya know? I been doin'
This shit for years; holdin' heat, sellin, using
Abusing all types of drugs. Robbin' niggas, runnin'
Up in niggas' cribs, ya know? The whole shit. So
Don't ever in yo life get me confused with some of
Them other niggas that you might see on TV, or
Hear on the radio and such, ya know what I'm
Sayin'? I mean this is me, P. I'm speakin' from my
Fuckin' self. When you see me at a show, on stage
Or on the street, I definetely got the gat on me
Know what I'm sayin'? Knowaimean? sniffs And it
Ain't like I'm tryin' to be a tough guy, or I'm
Tryin' to make people think I'm crazy by sayin' all
This shit. What it is that, I know how niggas gets
Down, aight? I used to be in the clubs, the music
Tunnel or whatever-the-fuck. They used to get they
Little drink on, havin' fun wit their little crew
Knowatimsayin? Start cuttin' or shootin or whateva
Things like that. Lotta these so called rap niggas
Ain't never seen no parts of that shit
Knowatimsayin? Dig where I'm comin' from? Word up
Yo. And I know a lot of y'all niggas, matter fact
All y'all niggas right now listenin to this shit
"Yeah, yeah we gon' see them Mobb Deep
Niggas. We gon' see what they about
Knowatimsayin? Touch where they head is at"
Yo, I'll let y'all niggas know right now
Yaknowwatimsayin you ain't gotta waste yo time or
Yo money on ya hospital bills. If you step to me
On a personal level, I don't back down easy
Knowatmsayin there's a good chance ya ass is
Either gon' get shot, stabbed, or knuckled down
One out of the three. So don't gamble wit ya life
Du'. Word up. And believe me, I know very well I
Can get shot, stabbed, or fucked up too, whatever
I ain't super-nigga I'm a lil skinny mothafucker
It's all about who gets who first though
Knowaimsayin? So therefore, say no more, to all my
Niggas get the money, frontin' niggas get
Deceased. And oh yeah... to all them rap ass niggas
Wit ya half assed rhymes talkin' bout how much you
Get high, how much weed you smoke and that crazy
Space shit that don't even make no sense: don't
Ever speak to me when you see me, knowaimsaying?
Word. Imma have to get on some ol' high school
Shit, start punchin niggas in they face just for
Livin'. Yo, I'm finnished what I had to say, y'all
Can continue on

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