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, knowmsayinand', keep your eyes open)
for real niggas who ainand'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 itand'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 witand' your nosebone
you all alone in these streets, cousin
every man for theirself in this land we be gunninand'
and keep them shook crews runninand'
like they supposed to
they come around but they never come close to
i can see it inside your face
youand're in the wrong place
cowards like you just get theyand'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 itand'll be your very last time breathinand'
your simple words just donand't move me
youand're minor, weand're major
you all up in the game and donand't deserve to be a player
donand't make me have to call your name out
your crew is featherweight
my gunshotsand'll make you levitate
iand'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 ainand't nothinand' really
hey, yo dun spark the phillie
so i can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas
why they still alive i donand't know, go figure
meanwhile back in queens the realness is foundation
if i die i couldnand'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...
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look
they shook
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look
Livinand' the live that of diamonds and guns
thereand's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
some of and'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
he ainand't a crook son, heand's just a shook one...shook one
[havoc]
for every rhyme i write, its 25 to life
yo, itand's a must the gats we trust safeguardinand' my life
ainand't no time for hesitation
that only leads to incarceration
you donand't know me, thereand's no relation
queensbridge niggas donand't play
i donand't got time for your petty thinking mind
son, iand'm bigga than those claiminand' that you pack heat
but youand're scared to hold
and when the smoke clears youand'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 donand'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 and'cause my brain reacts
front if you want kid, lay on your back
i donand't fake that kid
stay in a childand's place, kid you out oand' line
criminal minds thirsty for recognition
iand'm sippinand' eandj, got my mind flippinand'
iand'm bugginand' think iand'm how bizar to hold my hustlinand'
get that loot kid, you know my function
cause long as iand'm alive iand'ma live illegal
and once i get on iand'ma put on, on my people
react mix to lyrics like macs i hit your dome up
when i roll up, donand't be caught sleepinand'
cause iand'm creepinand'
Chorus:
Son, they shook...
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death and scared to look
(heand's just a shook one)
they shook...
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death and scared to look
(we live the live that of diamonds)
They shook...
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death and scared to look
they shook...
and'cause ainand't no such things as halfway crooks, crooks..
Livinand' the live that of diamonds and guns
thereand's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
but some of and'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
he ainand't a crook son, heand's just a shook one...shook one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
to all the villains and a hundred dollar billas
to real brothers who ainand't got no dealings
g-yeah, the whole bridge, queens get the money
41st side (heand's just a shook one)
keepinand' it real (you know)
queens get the money...
(talk fades out)