Recognize and Realize II

[Verse 1: Havoc] Yo it's the real, son you know how it go Ass out like a child get blow, still on the streets though Regulatin' S.O's, eternal banger leave your jug vain hangin' You want beef, it ain't bangin' Foul memories, you was bent but you remember it's the Infamous Never took our shoes off when we enter Stash gash gortex Swimmin' henny leave the floor wet Stormed out, a man down, a maid leakin' on the compound To all you fake crooks that stay shook, frontin' with those thug looks Get yo mug cooked and plus your thug took You overlooked the fact that shit was real Now I got to take that ass to school for real My clique dick pussy niggas down with the quick My peeps guzzilin' while your crew was takin' sips Set the vault lampin' comin' through comin' through QB in this motherfucker what you wanna do [Verse 2: Big Noyd] The trife life for living famous, bustin' shots live it's dangerous In midnight we do it right in broad light The trife life, livin' rough wearin' handcuffs like bracelets 25 to life he faced it Got on the run and got wasted Mad agony havin' me more vexed Got me pullin' out TECS on opposite sex The cream got me fiend for mass appeal scheme Like doin' drive-bys in stretched limousines I keep tons of guns my niggas on the run pack the nickel plated ones Get the cheddar, however dun, cause niggas got dreams Claim king with the drug sling, got they brain drained To sling cocaine continuously seriously My brain blunted the lye done it We makin' hundreds that's all we wanted To see my ill mean team seein' cream The Infamous comin' outta Queens Yo check it check it [Verse 3: Prodigy] Yo it's the P, me and the N.O.Y.D We put the chedda togetha so we can double the O.Z It grows like some family trees and beanstalks Some hustlers naturally born with street smarts Yo Karate it's you and Gotti y'all lift the weight Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate The Mobb niggas living wild inside of New York state The five gates if a nigga is shook just let him shake While the coke bake Chef trip cook a boulder over the shoulder With the wonders with they hands in pot holders Soloist get rolled over Rappin' Noyd takin' over you crossed over Then you got bucked in October November, December came out the hospital keyed up Paralysed from your feet up now slow ya speed up [Chorus: Havoc] Got my clique ready ready to murda mad shit, mad shit You pop mad shit what's the verdict Humbly stumble on infamous just be runnin' on your weak clique Get mad bent, lay back we peep shit Cookin' material, what gat we scratch serial You leary though, we leavin' you to your funeral Assumin' that you got the heart to bust back I'm in the cut with not one but two gats [Verse 4: Prodigy] Yo it's the P realistically speakin', get left leakin' Reality bites back, I strike back, we even You still breathin' make sure his heart stop beatin' You bleed on top the concrete, found indecent Blank out when I see you, send shots at your cerebral Go at your throat like a Pitbull Stomp and feed you to the vultures, like Greek sculptures You're left limbless from start to finish Your whole squad get hit hard I run with a foul type nigs is war scarred Resembling Vietnam, infantries that bomb Your head nigga, headquaters we take over My snake nigga crew strike like that of a cobra Constrict like boas, wrap tight around your soldiers Enclosed in, trapped within the clutches of madmen [Verse 5: Big Noyd] Yo what's the verdict about that small cat you coulda murdered Long back when you used to keep the gat in the engine Now rememberin', sayin' don't flip, when the mac spits, somebody Bound to get hit and snitch You know the shit been gone for a minute, come home You still in it, runnin' with the team, gettin' that cream Do your thing, I respect that, you know that The guards in charge, whenever you involved, I know the Mobb's on they job When you creep, I know you go deep, no sleep and more heat Peel that cap, he ain' nothin' sweet, ?roll up it? though You got me serious, now I'm furious whats next, a cat get clapped It's off of reflex the thug in the blood for pops, dukes, even my mom too Held me in the arm felt the doose goose, she said no need to be afraid to Bleed, Baby please hold the heat with ease, and don't pull it, just squeeze Ever since I elevated, got my mind situated in due time Got to get mine, shine they mind, check this chrome nine, Im gettin busy Lookin' spiffy, I'm gettin' em and hittin' em, paranoia shittin' em [Chorus: Havoc] Got my clique ready ready to murda mad shit, mad shit You pop mad shit what's the verdict Humbly stumble on infamous just be runnin' on your weak clique Get mad bent, lay back we peep shit Cookin' material, what gat we scratch serial You leary though, we leavin' you to your funeral Assumin' that you got the heart to bust back I'm in the cut with not one but two gats