- Votes:
- Composers:
- Johnson
- Albert / Muchita
- Kejuan Waliek / Hall
- R.
 
- Tags:
- rap
 
- See also:
Mobb Deep - Never Goin' Back lyrics
[havoc]
 Yo...
 Ain't no hard time invented that havoc can't handle
 If cats only knew all the shit I been through
 Homicide, suicide, am i, losin my mind? 
 Just, standin my ground keep it bottled up inside
 Practice what I preach dunn, ride for my loved ones
 Asked about my life, no doubt had a tough one
 Did dirt, got dirt, shit only got worse
 Been asked God why he put me on this earth, yo
 Not for nuttin dunn, I want it all - can you blame me? 
 Niggaz just be settlin for crumbs
 How dumb, how come, with no outcome? 
 Ten years later niggaz still in the slums
 Strung off the next shit, dyin for they next shit
 Foamin from the mouth for the next man necklace
 And how about that, niggaz too grown for that
 I'm holdin it down, now where your head at? yo
Chorus: mobb deep (repeat 2x)
 I ain't goin back, I ain't lookin back
 I'm movin ahead, now how about that? 
 Hell no black, I'm where the paper at
 Long as I don't forget where I came from
 [prodigy]
 We do it the mobb way - leave em lookin like a strawberry
 My outlook on life is quite very - positive
 I'm a content fella
 Until you tamper with my plans to go on further
 Fuck the hassle, it ain't worth my energy unless I must
 If you insist, I'll be more than glad til his beef marriage
 Me and you til death do usMobb Deep - Never Goin' Back - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/never-goin-back-lyrics.html
 Scrape my fingertips on bricks, forty-two shot clips
That's my shit, do it like the old timers
 I use a wide holster, it's more discrete while I'm post up
 Or in motion, most niggaz be floatin
 Don't even make eye contact, walkin
 Dunn, pay attention that's how niggaz die sooner
 Watch who you pass and it might be a reaper
 Watch my niggaz we'll jump when you least thought
 We came from the streets up, now we put g's up, so
Chorus
 [havoc]
 Yo, had time to think when just on the brink of death
 At my front door me receivin slugs? 
 Only twenty-five, got fifty more to go
 And knows, their plot I hope they ass die slow
 How though no dough, please don't show
 Like my man twist said don't even see me when I blow
 Got, issue with my foes best believe i'ma solve em
 And laugh at your petty-ass problems
 [prodigy]
 Out the slums of queens, came a bunch of young gun niggaz
 The infamous mobb deep
 With dreams, of one day makin it big
 With they live nigga rap music, hard liquor swigs
 Dirty timbs, thirsty grins
 Smile all up in your face then I break your chin
 Went platinum, now them niggaz writin scripts
 Murda muzik the movie, pushin spaceships like..
Chorus















