Prodigy of Mobb Deep — Most Dangerous

[Hook (2x):] What's the prognosis I'm focused about my bacon strips What's your agenda I'm never off point my clique We still the dopest the coldest the most dangerous We still the dopest the coldest the most dangerous [Verse 1:] I still pop a few drugs, pop a little bub get a low neck For my little jump bunny in the projects She like my swag there's no contest Perignon P that's me, that's me, no doubt, no doubt, I'm next Leave this mic and pick my teeth Always my man is passed tooth pick A little dessert that'll work what's on thе menu Some basemеnt track tell than to let loose Some real hot shit that burn like pistols And DJs won that instrumental That murder that fire that killed the plane and serving fiends They wanna get higher and higher we got what they need This that hit a nigga with the back when the nigga wanna act like upward in What a really is showing what it is and a better nigga never do that again Niggas emotional like Carl Thomas I hurt your feelings and I'm not sorry The autobiography of the hardest artist I draw your blood Test my hand I test my aim and that's your sketch but on your face Canary stoolies when a jammie up and half a nigga catch a brand new case I know your style you so tough tell a ??? knock out your brain I tell on that dead man no make no statements and can't cooperate [Hook (2x):] What's the prognosis I'm focused about my bacon strips What's your agenda I'm never off point my clique We still the dopest the coldest the most dangerous We still the dopest the coldest the most dangerous