Soundtrack - Mobb DeepSurvival of The Fittest текст песни

Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man killa b

No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatimsayin?

That old real shit..

[prodigy]

Theres a war goin on outside, no man is safe from

You could run but you cant hide forever

From these, streets, that we done took

You walkin witcha head down scared to look

You shook, cause aint no such things as halfway crooks

They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town

Its similar to vietnam

Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops control

They better have the riot gear ready

Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady

By the mac one-double, I touch you

And leave you with not much to go home wit

My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action

If Im not at home, puffin lye relaxin

New york got a nigga depressed

So I wear a slug-proof underneath my guess

God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll

And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef

You will soon be killed, put us together

Its like mixin vodka and milk

Im goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me

And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me

Lord forgive me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act

Im fallin and I cant turn back

Or maybe its the words from my man killa black

That I cant say so its left a untold fact, until my death

My goals to stay alive

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

Chorus: mobb deep

Yo, yo

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(thug life, we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

(we livin this til the day that we die)

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(survival of the fit only the strong..)

[havoc]

Im trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough yknow

When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that

As long as fiends smoke crack

Ill be on the block hustlin countin my stacks

No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution

Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system

Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick

My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces

I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard

Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up god

But shit happens for a reason

You find out whos your true peoples when youre upstate bleedin

You cant find a shorty to troop your bid witchu

Hit wit a 2 to 4 its difficult

Wild on the streets I try to maintain

Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game

Some niggaz like to trick but I aint wit that trickin shit

Im like a jew, savin dough so I can big whip

Pushin a lex, now Im set, ready to jet

No matter how much loot I get Im stayin in the projects, forever

Jakes on the blocks we out-clever

If beef, we never seperate and pull together

When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first

Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt

My crews all about loot

Fuck lookin cute, Im strictly timb boots and army certified suits

Puffin ls, laid back, enjoyin the smell

In the bridge gettin down it aint hard to tell

You better realize

Chorus: mobb deep

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(thug life, we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(we still livin it)

We livin this til the day that we die

Survival of the fit only the strong survive

(thug life, we still livin it)

(the strong survive)

[prodigy]

Look in the eyes and get wise

Look alive, in ninety-five, word up

Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed

Knahmsayin? mobb deep and all that..