Paddyshop

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

You can never understand the mind state

My goal is to increase the crime rate

And work at a fast pace, no time to think twice

Catch the fool blinkin' and he will be iced

For tryna play tough on the menu

But I can see the trick within you

I break it down to a science, word is bond

Nine times out of ten says you'll never see your life again

I'm ready to die and ready for all y'all

If you think you ready to try

To push the God to the limit

But I ambush and hit hard and bust shots in it

You didn't really want to get involved with a gunfight

Praying to God that you could live a long life

But I put the knife to your throat and proceed to cut

While you're bleedin' on the floor with your mouth shut

And what?

[Chorus 1]

"Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs"

All we do all day is "Pumpin' mad slugs"

All we do all day "Pumpin' mad slugs"

All we do all day is "Pumpin' mad slugs"

"Pumpin' mad slugs"

[Verse 2: Havoc]

Step through the door, gettin' set for '94

With the mind of Saddam, hardcore, bringin' war

So cock your pistol, I'm accurate like a Scud missile

I'll leave a cop killer lost in your brain tissue

Therefore, say no more, I'm the raw

Kid with skills, give you more than what you came for

My crew got my back so when you pop

This Glock kicks hollow tips, hittin' you up real quick

I chill on the hill, mind my own but still

Stay your point, keep my steel cocked and ready for real

I stay trife and walk the projects at night

Livin' right? Son, they want to take my life!

I'm paranoid, damn sure ain't the weed I smoke

It's the phony other brothers, while I'm on, they're broke

I see 'em starin', with their heat to try to get bold

Starin' at my gold, so the heat I hold tight like a mic

When I rhyme, commit crimes tonight

Do a bid [?] pump lead, leave your whole town red

Bust a vessel instead, I choose, you lose

When I squeeze at enemies then blow the fuse

Spark a L, burn a brain cell, love love

Ayy, black, Paddyshop, light it up

[Chorus 2: Big Noyd]

Big Noyd in the house, representin' Mobb Deep

Either smokin' a black or the bluey one-twoey

Lightin' it up, light the weed and make a cloud

Lightin' it up, light the weed and make a cloud

Lightin' it up, light the weed and make a cloud

Lightin' it up, light the weed and make a cloud

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

You got a lot of heart, boy, all that yappin'

Actin' like it can’t happen

It’s brothers like you who fail to realize the realness

So, now I got to deal with this

Back when I was younger, I used to get stuck

But now the tables turned and I make the beef duck

Quit stealin' all you who want to try and play me

I bet you if I hit you with the pound you’d obey me

You must be smokin' dust, my crew will flip for days

And bust your face open in various ways

I’m in too deep, ain't no if, what if, maybes

And if you got a kid then the P is killin' babies

And after that, relax and get puffed out

But watch your step 'cause you could still get rubbed out

Stop frontin', get a Tec to your grill

For real, you ain’t ill, I know the deal

Puff a fat L, burn a brain cell, love love

Ayy, black, Paddyshop, lightin' it up

[Chorus 3]

"Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

M—mad slugs"

[Verse 4: Havoc]

I leave your brain in a faze, call me, dead

Your mind can’t find out project side, that’s when I climb out

Be on a flow in the Ac, the two, either one, two

Ayy, Black, that’s where they got that stay high

Keep my mind in the sky, straight are the corrupt

Front on this kid and you get bucked

Left stuck off the raps I kick, Queensbridge kid, you dig?

And rocks into the head, take a swig

I’m bent, stay hard, and if we bump into any shorties

All I want to know is any skins involved

I live the high life, keep my mind right, do my dirt at night

Forget the pull, word is bond, it’s on

Queensbridge representin' with the automatic fullies

Weaponry packed, more cracks and flip G-packs

Get that loot kid, what you gonna do

When my whole crew is blazin' at you?

’Cause it’s whole crews we run through

I'm ill like Tommy Hill but brothers can’t figure the facts

Fake Jacks, you’ll get ten in your back

I react like a maniac, strapped with macs

It’s what the petty tip you on c'ause I'm not on it like that

I just chill, what the Hell? Everybody want to be a gangster

Step to Havoc and step into the Zone of Danger

They get blown with the banger

You been on a whore too long, a buck fifty flippin' on me

'Cause everywhere I go, son, it’s time for me to flip

Loose lips ain’t shit, aim a nine and don’t miss

I learned to hold my own, protect my dome from beef

I’m quick to squeeze my piece when the beef get deep

I get down for my crown in a minute

Wanna start drama; where's my gun? I'ma end it!

And all this time, I been smokin' Drum, to relax my mind

I’m stressed like a motherfuck, niggas get bucked

On the ave, 'cause Queens niggas don’t give a fuck

And if you didn’t know by now, Queensbridge is where I’m from

The place that stars are born and phony rappers get done

Spark an L, burn a brain cell, love love

Ayy, black, Paddyshop, lightin' it up

[Chorus 1]

"Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs—

Pumpin' mad slugs"