Mobb Deep — Pearly Gates

[Intro] Is it true what the good book say Concerning the Judgement Day? If I don't kneel down and pray Will I be a sinner for— [Hook: 50 Cent] Yeah, homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow, I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Now if you followed my footsteps and walked in my shoes You wouldn't go against me cause you know you would lose It's been a long time coming, I done paid my dues Now every time I turn around, it's like I'm back in the news I know a lotta niggas want me wearing cement shoes And Uncle Tom niggas wanna see me locked up too Around the same time KRS was writing Black Cop I was busy tryna pump cracks in the back blocks Popping shit to my homies about how my gat pop Got rid of that chrome thing and got a black Glock P-90 held ten but I had six shots I used to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked I bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man Sam Wanted to shoot a nigga so bad, it was itching my hand Some shot it out with me, and some of 'em ran And some of the gats worked good and some of 'em jammed [Hook: 50 Cent] Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow, I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood [Verse 2: Havoc] Now if you take a good look and look into my face A nigga wouldn't even dare to violate my space Son, I did so much dirt, I'm tryna clean my slate And ate so many niggas' food and now they want mines ate The dogs bark when I walk and sense the souls I took Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good book Saw shots fly by me, know I should've been dripping The pulp fiction musta been God's divine intervention Wouldn't thought then from that I've learned my lesson And clean my act up and go straight to confession Uncle La got knocked, the Feds hit him with seven And left me with the 50 cal. and a MAC-11 Stuck everything from everything, from heads to the workers And had half the hood damn near wanting to murk us Found myself asking God, "What the fuck is my purpose?" You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in [Hook: 50 Cent] Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow, I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood [Verse 3: Prodigy] Now homie if I go to hell and you make it to the pearly gates Tell (the boss man) we got beef And tell (his only son) I'ma see him when I see him And when I see him, I'ma (beat him like the movie) For leaving us out to dry in straight poverty For not showing me no signs they watching over me Look, we a new breed in 2006 We don't give a fuck about that (religious bullshit) Nigga show me where the cash at, the nice whips With the three car garage to fit them shits Man my life is painful, you pray to angels I'm praying to myself hoping I ain't gotta spank you My bullets'll shank you And when my guns start cutting, ain't nobody gon' save you In the Bible times, they ain't had to deal With the shit we dealing with, these survival times [Hook: 50 Cent] Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow, I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood Homie if I go to hell and you make it to heaven Just get me to the gate and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talked my way up out the hood