The Promise

[Intro: Foxy Brown & Havoc] Uh, uh-huh, Firm Infamous, Brooklyn (Uh), QB [Chorus: Foxy Brown, Foxy Brown & Havoc] My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant Some don shit, Foxy, get ready to bomb shit Blink a eye, miss the comet, the calmness It's not a threat, it's the promise [Verse 1: Foxy Brown] Who be the mahogany mami? The slanted eyes Hold it down, Boogie, Fox, you bitch niggas strip You web niggas dead on, get fucked and wet on Shitted on, I'm on the low, fuckin' with don like Ronald Thirty-inch, full Strano Million, sophisticado, illy Movado Firm's baby girl, my fam be my whole world It figures 'cause she'd die for them niggas Doe or die status, mama be the baddest From Brooklyn to Queensbrige, it's pure havoc Havoc, we on a job, fuckin' with Mobb They had the drop on 'em The slanted eyes peep the rocks on 'em He kinda jig' and he bubblin' big Dig a hole holdin', Sos', watch his cash start foldin' It's bet, though, twenty G craps wet though Nas you shoulda seen the nigga jet, though Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin' all of my ass It cost me, I threw the gas, thug nigga turnin' real saucy Firm lay low, I'ma play if you say so So stay close like I'm 'bout to twist baby bro I laid it down, went a couple of rounds and tried to flaunt him I threw it on him, now he's right where I want him [Verse 2: Havoc] Got my mind in crooked ways, saturated up in Alizé You ain't a threat, nigga So get big nigga baby girl crossin' over, send your soldiers Touch her, fuck her, rush her, this world is colder Like a day in December, 25th, son I got gift For monkey motherfuckers that wanna rip Get your shit split, pushed back, grill that ass, don't look back Respect this, like a Lexus repo man, I took that Fry cats to death, dog, like shop I'm gonna set more Handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords Lights out, just pull the nines out Let's find out, pointin' shook ones, they pointin' dimes out It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled My hand is full of fake niggas, opposition Expensive intuition fuck a rap competition Gat expo, get a grip and never let go The TEC blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That ass is wet though" Triple P, paranoid plus petrol Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal Ghetto connections, Audi 4, take your section You only get one chance, ain't no second guessin' We blessin', peepin' your style, them never testin' Lessons of life, walk the night with your weapon [Chorus: Havoc, Havoc & Foxy Brown] Son, it's the drama that got me lookin' back constant Some don shit, Foxy, get ready to bomb shit Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness It's not a threat, it's the promise [Verse 3: Foxy Brown] Fox Boogs, what up? They get the jack, what the fuck? Locked up, the thug nigga took a L, nigga bitched up The snake niggas slither like Jake, ain't all great Ain't no threat, done fuckin' with them niggas that's fake They got though, pushin' a 850 auto They sayin' nada, they know The Firm gettin' nachos Cheddar like whatever, I see money frontin' in the land I got him, I got me a fuck and his man Murderous mami, I threw the kiss, he was hist' Ooh, shoulda seen that ill Rollie on his wrist It seem like he fuckin' with cream somethin' mean You'll be straight with his eight and dead him on all his heron Realistically, papi is history Mami, I got this, chill papa, let me rock this I'm fuckin' with fours to cop this, let me plot this Ice, he nuttin' nice, if he front, take his life At the Shark Bar fuckin' with Duke, him and his mans Really frontin', boo, got on the red velour Fila suit Here come my niggas now in the black Hummer stuntin' Yeah, that's The Firm, jig the fuck up and body somethin' What up now, duke? His eyes cried from the inside I seen all of his fears 'cause he about to fry He looked at me through his right eye, was like "Mami why?" I felt fucked up, I can't lie He was shook, 'Mega opened his chest, ain't nothin' left But the sky blue land, and that niggas last breath, last breath [Chorus: Foxy Brown] My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant Some don shit, Foxy, get ready to bomb shit Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness It's not a threat, it's the promise My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant Some don shit, Foxy, get ready to bomb shit Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness It's not a threat, it's the promise [Outro: Foxy Brown] Yeah, it's not a threat, uh Mobb Deep, Havoc and Foxy Duo, uh, to the death, baby Firm, Escobar 600, Sosa, Mega, Ice Grand Wiz, where you at, baby? Queensbridge, Don 'pu The whole Brooklyn, pretty boy Mhm, yeah