Mobb Deep — Everyday Gun Play

[Verse 1: Havoc] Goddamn my son just got hit Time to bounce out of north click And come home to the same old bullshit Call the emergency room then I assume Prepare for the worst, looked, to see a full moon "Hello? Did you recieve, a young black male?" I waited, she said "no doubt, he won't make it" I paused, try to face it A tear jerked, doin' the buck 95 North, 200 miles from New York First reaction, called up son, what happened? I was in my bed, when I heard niggas clappin' Peeked out the window, saw a black coupe merk off It was the Lex, at the time I wasn't sure Police lights, yellow tape, ambulances Homicide Ds state, my district took no chances 'Till I saw his moms, with mad blood in her arms Tried to stay calm, looked down, it was the don Shook my head, my motherfuckin' main man's dead That was my heart, my motherfuckin' man 'till the end Yo, I said "Hans, you know the deal just chill" When you get my page, meet me on the hill 1 L, Called up P, "Some bad news They just bodied don, inform the whole crew" Finally in New York, schoolhalls met up with P Hit the lab, gave niggas third degree (Get the knowledge?) Suspicious niggas up in [?] There don clicked brick, I think he used to cop that Chronic By the way I think don bone killed lady Ever since, shit was tense, and mad shady He must've find out, set son up for the kill Hit him with a offer - a too good to be - true deal It made sense, don was on point, probably bent Made a connect, hung up the phone, left the tec Strike back, that was my man so fuck that In the Tahoe, black mask, on the low Doin' 95, sunrise they gotta go Let the heat blow, no words, just let 'em know Came to a corner, pull up son, there go a Lex The shit is black, on top of that I think that's it One in the back, two in the front, fuck it Take aim, grab the gat, then buck it I don't know kid [Hook: [?]] Every night, every day All I hear is mad gun play I think I'm losing my mind Every night, every day All I hear is mad gun play I think I'm losing my mind [Verse 2: Prodigy] It was a quarter to two, Saturday afternoon Me and my blood Stobo on the avenue Jamaica Avenue, plannin' to stick a few Niggas cop a jew, say what we gonna do Slide up in the coliseum on some humbly We got connects, our family works security He put us on to the undercover jakes [did?] A lady copper, [red?], a Spanish kid with blonde hair And oh yeah, a white kid buyin' diamonds He one-timin', throwin' niggs off cause he's shining Everyone else is a vic, take your pick Still a few niggas find just the right one to stick Son, I got him, he just bought a 4G necklace He had it on layaway, it's lame when he need a place Catch him in the parking lot, do jux on the rooftop Oh hold up, he just made a pit stop, at food court We pause for a second, kick it with my man a few The kid don't catch on to what we plan to do He finished eating as he rose up the escalator Told my man "peace and love, yeah yeah, much later" We got some shit to attend to Let's not forget what we came to do By the way I want his ring too Minutes later, on the first level He stopped to talk to some chick Fuck that, it's time to meet the Devil We followed him, shook hands, then took a cute picture Now picture this, Stobo walked in and slapped the nigga "Yo, that's my bitch, nigga, whatdup yo" We grabbed him up, threw him in the back room Where they be doing all that shit Dug out his pockets, grabbed his ring and his chain too Handcuffed his wrist to his ankle Then jetted to the dance school And layed low for a few [Hook: [?], fading out] Every night, every day All I hear is mad gun play I think I'm losing my mind