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Текст (слова) песни: Mobb Deep - PoetThe Heat is On (Unreleased Version)



Verse 1: (poet)
Thats my word, i`m mothafuckin` stressed
It seems like life`s tryin` to put me through a test
`cause every fuckin` day it`s just gettin` worse
Whats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse
But no time to think about the consequences
The years in jail, fuck the death sentence
All i know is that i need mad cash in a flash
Before i gotta kill somebody ass
Might as well be in jail or dead
`cause if you ain`t gettin` paid then you ain`t gettin` ahead (thats
Word)
Sittin` in my room with the lights out thinkin`
I`m alive, but i ain`t livin`, i`m leakin`
I made my bed and i`m`a lay in it
But i ain`t gonna stay in it
I might start sprayin` shit
I should`ve stayed in school, but thats a dead issue
Fuck a g.e.d., thats like toilet tissue
All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers
Runnin` with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckas
Niggas fuckin` their money up, niggas gettin` knocked
And jealous mothafuckas, they want the whole block
Though i could start flippin` gettin` on a mission, but i need much
More, no time for bullshittin`
Niggas listen....

Chorus (godfather don)
The h-e-a-t makes me crazy
I wanna bust somethin`, figures, touch somethin`
The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin`
I wanna touch somethin`, niggas bust somethin`
Repeat

Verse 2: (prodigy)
Yo, all i know is guns, all i do is slug
I`d rather plug you with the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the snub fourth
Stay gettin` those outside of newyork
Bullets from the cornerstore, i`m bringin` home a arsen
Interstate 95 north to the jackie robinson
Watch out for d`s in caprices in tauruses
Security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous
Back at home sell a few burners
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal
Walk with benevolence, holdin` twin fifths
380`s in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick
That nigga p is sick, i need a silencer connect, see me
Niggas be lyin`, tellin` stories, tell it walkin`
My niggas is into drugs and extortion
Knotty head for them niggas on the nightshift pumpin`
The heat is on nigga.....

Chorus 6x

 

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