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Shook Ones, Part I (Original Version)
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Mobb Deep
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The most violent of the violentest crimes, we give life to If these Queensbridge kids don't like you We bring drama of the worst kind of enemies Your first time will be your last Earth memories It's only your own fault, I gave you fair warning Beware of killer kids who don't care Unaware fools will be dealt with in time It ain't a mystery in how I form the words in rhyme In nineteen hundred and ninety square All shook n***as is supposed to have fear Tryna get a piece of this pie, we don't share Prepare for the worst 'cause I been there Try to keep a positive mind and walk a straight line don't work So n***as is forced to do dirt And God made dirt, so this dirt won't hurt If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt On these streets for nineteen years and not leaving My first priority's to reach twenty-one breathing Forever beef, nobody will ever be even So I grab the heat before breezing Lost in this foul mind-state, I can't keep straight thinkin' But I keep my eyes on the Earth without blinking It's hard to be a man in this land of the venom Any man try to front, he get slugs in him, because He ain't a crook, son, son He just a shook one, shook one (Shook one) We live the life, that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds, earn funds Some n***as get shot, locked down, and turn nuns Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones He ain't a crook, son He just a shook one, shook one For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life To all my peoples in the Bridge, know what I'm talking 'bout, right? Ain't no time for hesitation, that only leads to incarceration You don't know me, there's no relation 'Cause Queens n***as don't play I don't got time for the he-say she-say, I'm bigger than that Claiming that you pack a gat, but you scared to get locked Once you get upon the Island, change your ways and stop Thirteen years in the projects of hard times to live in Wake up in the morning, thank God I'm still living Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live? Or I am gonna burn in hell for all the sh*t I did? No time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts Front if you want, n***a, lay on your back I don't fake jacks, kid, you know I bring it to you live Stay in a child's place, kid, you out of line Criminal minds thirsty for a recognition mission I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin' I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustlin' Get that loot, kid, you know my motherf**kin' function As long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal And once I get on, I'ma put on all my peoples React quick, spit lyrics like MACs, I hit Your dome up when I roll up Don't be caught sleeping, 'cause I'm creeping You just a shook one We live the life, that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some n***as get shot, locked down, and turn nuns Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones He ain't a crook, son He just a shook one, shook one We live the life, that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds Some n***as get shot, locked down, and turn nuns Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones He ain't a crook, son, crook, son He just a shook one, shook one Yeah
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