Nighttime Vultures

[Intro] Uh The nighttime comin', niggas, yeah (Yeah, son) Without question No doubt, my man took this shit to the grave, nigga Understand? [Verse 1: Prodigy] Yo, I rose early mornin', spread my wings, yawnin' Vague memory of last night, now it's all dawnin' Looked down and see dried blood on all my garment It stained on my Guess formers, kevlared enormous I hopped up outta my bed holdin' my head Flashbacks of gunshots shot past my head I can recall an eight-man brawl, three men fall Bullets flew, had to drug my man behind the wall Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs like air mail Directly at the cat that made my man blood spill An eye for an eye, you know my science of life Is you man or mice, thugs or the cowardly type? I kick that '98 shit for your ears to list' Nigga, P way ahead of his time, surpassed kids (Fuck them kids be doin', yo?) Kickin' rhymes that's true lies Let me break 'em down to size, minimize they airtime After this, you never will go back to that which Sit back and write half-ass shit The last official, taking out the artificial Let me relieve you, replace that shit with some lethal Mobb, remember the name, it's been along Got niggas shook to death from the first fuckin' song Fluidly, my mind flooded with jewels infinite The chronic rap bandits, the addicts stuck on some live shit Bear witness to this diligent street cat I carry myself, hold myself down in fact This one dedicated to my niggas on run Holdin' big gats, go for your gun Prepare to crush one, we trust none Man who ain't down with the clan The Mobb dynasty, apparently, you thought I was some other type Nigga you could fuck with, you shit outta luck, boss I break your compass, throw you way off course We built this from ground up, started from ground zero Mafia Onda, see the name up on the mural Durable, physically fit, raps articulate You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin' ridiculous And still facinated by my stee' Little P, wanna be me, huh? You no D [Chorus: Havoc] One time, son, you know we be the illest in this Pushin' shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move at Them big mouth cats, ship'll sink to the bottom Easily overthrowin' niggas, rollin' over niggas [Verse 2: Raekwon] Yo, crushed krills, dollar bills, swish suit on Screw on, dry-cell nigga with his loot on Watch this, thunn Glock-less, fiends scopin' out my rock shit Diamond on some H&R Block shit Hear me, kids leary and his sneakers are shot Word to me, thunn, the uniform do mean a lot I approach lit up, cousin, sit up, matter fact, get up What fronts on the bottom, face lit up Yeah, where you from? I'm from here You know Brina and Javier, and Little Life doin' thirty years Analyzin' this wise guy, a look-alike first prize guy Lit up the Thai, said right? Emotionally playin' 'em close like I'm supposed to be Somethin' spoke to me, it was this little nigga pokin' me I heard sirens now, turned around, about to hit him Son was Po-9 with the emblem Grabbed my goose down the walkie-talkie Foul, I'm loose now, shot went off, knocked the juice down It ricocheted and hit a GS, now here come EMS Dunn was leanin' near a ZX Next time shit's parental, God slap fire out your mental Jet in a boat with rims dimensional [Chorus: Havoc] One time, son, you know we be the illest in this Pushin' shit back, NYC gat, plottin' to move at Them big mouth cats, ship'll sink to the bottom Easily overthrowin' niggas, rollin' over niggas We be the illest in this Pushin' shit back, NYC gat, plottin' to move at Them big mouth cats, ship'll sink to the bottom Easily rollin' over niggas, overthrowin' niggas (Know why?) [Outro: Prodigy] 'Cause live niggas rap this shit From Rikers Houses to the street's pavement Word life, kid, I'll have you hoppin' the fence Dodgin' for life, runnin' the sprint, the Infamous Live niggas rap this shit Fake cats get offended, intimidated Puttin' up they defense I'll have you hoppin' the fence Dodgin' for life, runnin' the sprint, the Infamous (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)