Reach

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Yo, however do u want, however do you need P

My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality

You walk a fine line playin' wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme

We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives

To skin all ya’ll cats alive

Take your time don’t rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now

Pass like my duns on lock holdin' the pot down slow

But assuringly, spoon-feeding these

Starvin' ass heads catchin' shakes, feenishly

I ball in this, word assortin' this, probably recording this

Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this

Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks

We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click

You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh

Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh

[Chorus: Chinky, Prodigy]

My kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you

Yeah, that's how it's going down, so what's the drill now, do it

We'll reach out and touch anyone tryna act brand-new

Don't even go that route, throw on your running shoes and make moves

[Verse 2: Havoc]

Yo, for my QBC duns, it’s all real, we hold it down

You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground

Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin'

You never catch me sleepin', stay on top of this properly

I know they watchin' me, if not they probably waitin' for a downfall

Scheming on my property, we got the remedy

Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke

Hit 'em where we blow and don’t let nobody know

Theres snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you movin', son

Shots get loaded, don’t ever run wit' the crowd, son

Stick and move, you hear me?

And that’s the way we rock it

The only way to live, if you really think about it

Every move is humble wit' precision, careful thought decisions

And my whole cli-tique the same vision

41st till I dearly depart

'Til then, I’ll be somewhere gettin' bent up in a den

Sippin' gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be

Something that your not, and that’s not good my friend

On a personal, I ain’t even feelin' you cats

Don’t even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps

We bust gats at, on the reg' laugh at

Son, you know we passed that

Get 'em outta here, 'cause you could have that

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Four pounds, stumbled off grounds

Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time

Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin' guns

You could run or take the window, son

Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun

Without a fight' thump, we keep the house dope like piefienies

We twist and pop Henny, gettin' wet on the daily, and

Peers get chilly, turnin' macks fully

Now they bandin', court rehanded and got remanded, faught

A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V

And send me up a hub to a state facilities

What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf

Or wait until my time served and get released

Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama

I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma

These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing

I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings

Pulled out, told my man, "look out"

Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here

Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top

Hours of thinkin' about how I'mma tip they ass up out the basket

Belligerent glass heads, I’m bashing

No knowledge of the man nor his action

Class now is in session, “Soldiers boys, today’s aim is: Never show your heat

And don’t flame it”

You playin' life, wit a man who lives by the sword

And dies naturally against all karma and laws

What, speed on and get peed on

[Verse 4: Chinky, Prodigy]

You wanna take the chance

I see it on your face

Do you think dunn hold it down son?

Boy don't be afraid

You made a sudden move

And my crew backed yours right down

41st side got the got the answer

We the most Infamous Mobb around

The heat goes up, the heat dies down

It's hot like Hell On Earth over here on this side of town

QBC in it, be in it

The jakes ride up, the D's just bounce

And in between we gotta get to screamin' at fiends all around

My money y'all, word up, word up

[Chorus: Chinky, Prodigy]

And my kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you

Blastin' at you son, what up?

We'll reach out and touch anyone tryna act brand-new

Get splashed too, what, what

And my kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you