Mobb Deep — Dirt

[Verse 1: Prodigy] Uh, yeah Yeah Call it how it is, accordin' to the facts If rap was prison, our shit would be the supermax No sunshine, just dark skies Nothin' but dark thoughts goin' through my mind I got bad blood, mad love, only for the team though Everyone one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go? I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here Wanna be celebrity thugs, a lot of mouth, yeah Oh my god, we could not be fucked with Real shit, look at our life all in the public We under the microscope, they all watchin' us We have no choice but to keep it trill, they sizin' us And if they wasn't, God always pay attention, don't he? I couldn't live with myself bein' phony Look, if life was a game, then I guess we winnin' 'Cause this life we made for ourselves is bitchin', uh [Verse 2: Havoc] Didn't want to do it but the voices tug and pullin' On my eardrums, something that I knew I shouldn't Got me wildin' with the ratchet out like shit is legal Lookin' for a victim, put 'em in the fetal Fuck is going on? When it's on, I know it's on But shit not really poppin' and I'm lookin' for a war Lookin' out my window, pointin' shit at police To make matters worse, I'm sippin' on some OE Shit got me buzzin', I'm already buggin' though With mad other bottles that I drank about a month ago Fuck is on my mind? I'm feelin' bipolar Plus paranoid, lookin' over both shoulders I woke up with blood on my hands Fuck I do this time? Now a nigga scared Fuck, I'll probably get the fuckin' chair Grab my fuckin' gun, a few clothes, son, I'm outta here