Delt With the Bullshit

[Intro: Havoc, Prodigy] Dunn, it's real like that... Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh, yeah (Uh huh) Yeah, ha (Solo on that ass? Dealt with the bullshit) Check me out, dunn (Yeah) Check me out now (Uh yo) [Verse 1: Havoc] Yo – feel me on the road, feel me at the shows Feel me for what I stand for And I'ma do it til the death, til I can't no more Fuck a ho, it's all about dough Still, fuck her and still don't love 'em That's word to mother Uncover the truth, enjoy my youth It's die or lose I wonder what if I was sittin' in the pen On the strength that I had to hurt something 'Cause my stomach hurtin I'm a cool nigga, but don't let me start buggin' Love my moms, love my little sis, plus my little dunn Niggas gotta eat, fuck settling for crumbs Hell no, me a bum on the streets, looking dumb? 'Til Hell freezes over, yo, y'all niggas better run [Chorus: Havoc] 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit (Pow-pow, pow-pow-pow) 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit (Pow-pow, pow-pow-pow) [Verse 2: Prodigy] Guns redundant My dunns move in abundance We loose cannons, my Ruger will pop somethin' What's all the frontin'? Being cavalier will get you nothing Or maybe touched, though Keep pressing me and we be thumpin' Like the Lords vs. the Hawks When Li'l Boy got a foot-long stuck in his back, and punctured his lungs It's very brutal, how the 'N.I.C. will do you You get K.O.'ed and pissed on for being rude Yeah, respect the colors and the flag I wave Respect the I.M.D. embroidery My shit is classic and authentic Blowin' dick – y'all niggas grafting my whole presence Get your own shit My voltage, be higher than the wire pole get King vulture, more flyer than your average rap pigeon Now, twist up your cheebas, I get deeper in depth My rap page make niggas throw they reefer at us Love me, bless me, like how you supposed to do Just don't test me, niggas, I be toasted up What (What, what...) [Pre-Chorus: Havoc] 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit And lived through the bullshit [Chorus: Havoc] 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit (No doubt, no doubt, yeah, yeah, yeah) So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit (Pow-pow, pow-pow-pow) [Verse 3: Prodigy] My style, identical to guns that burst I'm like a Fourth when I go off, or even worse It's like an ill box-cutter fight where no one backs down My shit burn, nigga, I'm far from a clown [Verse 3.5: Havoc] Aiyyo, likewise – see a nigga, lookin' through his eyes And a nigga that I can't trust is a nigga I despise Then I, reply with a cold shoulder You ain't a gat-toter, you just a crossover switchover [Chorus: Havoc] 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit (No doubt, no doubt, yeah, yeah, yeah) So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit (Pow-pow, pow-pow-pow) 'Cause I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit (Uh-huh, yeah) So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit (Pow-pow, pow-pow-pow)