Biology

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Havoc]

Niggas dead on arrival

Hand on the bible

Bet I be the last nigga that you ever lie to

What nigga line you and anybody 'round you

LIfe's no value, take a look around you

All we see is dead people

We're all thirst equal

Lookin' to grim reap you

Repo' life take yours and that's that

And damn near do anything for more stacks

With all that said they walkin' without that

With that there said you fool without rach

Who the livest nigga? We pick him outta the batch

Wash him up, song about it, this is savage rap

Throw a "H" on your chest, nigga handle that

Tryin' to figure where you sleep I have you man do that

It's a cold world [?] not rockin' the thermal

Keep your mouth shut especially when shit don't concern you

I got goons on Troy Ave down to Fran Lewis

Anybody fuckin' with snitches we call the rat grooming

So you can keep that movin'

I mark niggas for death, don't let me start tattooin'

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

First the dynasty break up

Now everyday I wake up

Rappers want me to prove I can still bang somethin'

My cousin turn punk all of a sudden

Like suddenly I'm soft like erectile dysfunction

You niggas is truly buggin' tryin' to act all fly

But y'all crabs on my ball sack, hitchin' free rides

I know

You try and use me for publicity

You's a stunt man jump into the fire, you's a beast

You's the illest nigga in Omaha, you take me

For a easy lick, I see you real naive

Yeah you powered by lithium, all charged up

Plus that superman juice got you feelin' it

Yo, niggas wanna move on me

And make history

And make TMZ and this is 50

That's a kamikaze mission

I'm Commander in Chief

You hit Obama, guess what happen to you after you swing?

Ay yo, dog shit

You play yourself you gonna get curbed

I let you know right now, whatever it is you heard

From these bird ass thugs, stay chirpin' my name

You get yourself hurt bad, push me to display

Strength, power, force

What is it that you thought? I be lying in my songs?

NIgga I'm a boss, you deal with my employees

I gotta couple freelance niggas that enjoy beef

Niggas wanna play chess, I don't even play games

But I do gotta few queens, nigga stay bangin'

Five star flags, six star rags

I will drop bodies but I'd rather drop bags

You should know the Bandana Don

Run rap marathon tracks around

Any rapper, they never last long

That's why they always wanna go at me

They know they want the top slot

They gotta beat the top dog