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Mobb Deep - The Heat Is On lyrics
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....Mobb Deep - The Heat Is On - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/the-heat-is-on-lyrics.html
 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








