Pt. 1



(Prodigy):



The most violent of the violent lest crimes we give life to

If these QueensBridge kids don't like you

We bring drama of the worst kind of enemies

Your first time would be your last earth memories

It's only your own fault

I gave you fair warning..beware..

Of killa kids who don't care

Unaware fools who be dealt with in time

It ain't a mystery

Hop on the words and rhyme

In nineteenth hundred and ninety square

All shook niggaz is supposed to have fear

Trying to get a piece of this pie we don't share

Prepare for the worst cuz I been there

Try tah, keep a positive mind and walk a straight line don't work

So niggaz is forced to do dirt

And God made ....

So this jerk wouldn't hurt

If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt

On the streets for nineteenth years

And not leaving

My first priority is to reach twenty one breathing

Forever beef

Nobody would ever be even

So I grab the heat before breathing

Lost in this foul mind state

I can't keep straight thinking

But I keep my eyes on the earth without blinking

It's hard to be a man in this land of the venom

Any man try to front

He get slugs in him

Because..



(Chorus / Prodigy):



He ain't a crook son..son, he just shook one..shook one...



We live the life that of diamonds and guns

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds...

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns

Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones...

He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one...



(Havoc):



For every rhyme I write

Is 25 to life

To all my peoples in the Bridge

Know what I'm talking 'bout, right

Ain't no time for hesitation

That only leads to incarceration

You don't know me, there's no relation

Cuz Queens niggas don't play

I don't got time for the he say, she say

I'm bigga than dat

Claiming that you packing gats

But you scared to get locked

Once you get upon the Island

Change your ways and stop

Thirteen years in the projects, my hard times of living

Wake up in the morning

Thank God I'm still living

Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live?

Or I am going to hell for all the shit I did

No time to dwell on that

Cuz my brain reacts

Front if you want nigga

Lay on ya back

I don't fake jax

Kid, you know I bring it to ya live

Stay in a child's place, kid you outta line

Criminal mind thirsty for recognition mission

I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flipping

I'm buggin diggin ..... over hustling

Get that loot kid

You know my motherfucking function

Cause as long as I'm alive

I'ma live illegal

And once I get it

I'ma put it on my people

React quick to lyrics

Like macs I hit...

Your dome up

When I roll up, don't get caught sleepin'

'Cause I'm creepin' ...



...You just a shook one



(Chorus / Prodigy):



We live the life that of diamonds and guns

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns

Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones...

He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one...



We live the life that of diamonds and guns

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns

Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones...

He ain't a crook son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one...



Yeah...



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Pt II





Note: During the whole song you can hear talkings in the background



(Intro)



Word up son, word

yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas

(yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open)

for real niggas who ain't got no feelings

(keep your eyes open)

(no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this)

(just watch my back, I got this first, yo)

check it out now

(word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda)



[Prodigy]

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous

you heard of us

official Queensbridge murderers

the Mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware

of my crime family who got nuff shots to share

for all of those who wanna profile and pose

rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone

you all alone in these streets, cousin

every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'

and keep them shook crews runnin'

like they supposed to

they come around but they never come close to

I can see it inside your face

you're in the wrong place

cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up

with bullet holes and such

speak the wrong words man and you will get touched

you can put your whole army against my team and

I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'

your simple words just don't move me

you're minor, we're major

you all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player

don't make me have to call your name out

your crew is featherweight

my gunshots'll make you levitate

I'm only nineteen but my mind is old

and when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold

another nigga deceased, another story gets told

it ain't nothin' really

hey, yo dun spark the Phillie

so I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas

why they still alive I don't know, go figure

meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation

if I die I couldn't choose a better location

when the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation

getting closer to God in a tight situation

now, take these words home and think it through

or the next rhyme I write might be about you



Chorus:

Son, they shook...

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

scared to death, scared to look

they shook

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

scared to death, scared to look



livin' the live that of diamonds and guns

there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds

some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns

cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones

he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one



[Havoc]

For every rhyme I write, its 25 to life

yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life

ain't no time for hesitation

that only leads to incarceration

you don't know me, there's no relation

Queensbridge niggas don't play

I don't got time for your petty thinking mind

son, I'm bigga than those claimin' that you pack heat

but you're scared to hold

and when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome

13 years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid

you talk a good one but you don't want it

sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live

or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did

no time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts

front if you want kid, lay on your back

I don't fake that kid

stay in a child's place, kid you out o' line

criminal minds thirsty for recognition

I'm sippin' E&J, got my mind flippin'

I'm buggin' think I'm how bizar to hold my hustlin'

get that loot kid, you know my function

cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal

and once I get on I'ma put on, on my people

react mix to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up

when I roll up, don't be caught sleepin'

cause I'm creepin'



Chorus:



Son, they shook...

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

scared to death and scared to look

(he's just a shook one)

they shook...

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

scared to death and scared to look

(we live the live that of diamonds)



they shook...

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

scared to death and scared to look

they shook...

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks, crooks..



livin' the live that of diamonds and guns

there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds

but some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns

cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones

he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one



Yeah, yeah, yeah

To all the villains and a hundred dollar billas

To real brothers who ain't got no dealings

G-yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money

41st side (he's just a shook one)

keepin' it real (you know)

Queens get the money...



(Talk fades out)


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