Mobb Deep - Apostle’s Warning lyrics

C'mon, God, uh, you know what we gotta do
Son you know what I'm sayin'? Word up
(Them millions, fam) make that millions, fam
No doubt
It's only there for the taking, son
(Take it all, baby)
Matter fact, let me get some of that beer
Son niggas drunk all that shit (Ayo)

41st Side convention, Queens connection
The Bridge we reppin'
Any party that we step in, get the Henny up
VSOP immediately, extra bent
Wildin' out, son, is evident
We stash cream, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice rings gleam
Spread love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, let's have a rule
Combinations no conversation
Bring on your good confrontation
You hesitatin', ass bettin'
That's bad business
For the game, nigga, get out the business
You waste of space, substitute
Here's a replace we deface
Smack the smile off your fuckin' face
Taint the taste, send you home back to vacate
Get your shit together plus
Your mind straight

Yo, my empire strikes with the
Strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with
Snake niggas that hire stakes
We pull off at high stakes
Great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams of growing old with my
Son to live great little man
I'm plannin' to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill life
The one before me was a one even more trife
My understandin'
I'll raise you with precise plannin'
And put you on to the
Whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in
Order to follow through
Plans to live lotto, me and my little kicko
Any man tryin' to stop us, he get wet
Though
You couldn't withstand the snake bite
There is no antidote
You put your hands too close
And try to approach
I won't snap at you, I'm goin' for throats
And when you feel my bite
You sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and
Then you got cut close
My formulae, I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy, turnin' niggas to protegés
My protegé, I advise your ass to make way
Make way for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey
I'll easily bait and trap game
This man is half mad scientist, half sane
Create a rhyme labyrinth
Like poisonous cannabis here, take a toke of
This deadly rare vocalist
Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locusts
Like sunlight through a magnifying glass
I'll focus and burn
A hole straight through your brain
And leave you open (Oh, shit)
And let the venom soak in
You start sweatin' and
Goin' through convulsions
From dope shit I writ
Leavin' niggas stuck, I let stick
Trapped up in a web of a nigga that's sick
I'll wrap you up, a cocoon
Get caught up in the midst a dangerous
It's risky business fuckin' with this
Contender number one
I put you on top of the list
You're the best challenger so far
I'll give you this but peep this
(What?) , fatal shots to solar plex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General Monk Monk, orders to chop necks
I send a message to my
Whole clique to bomb shit
Atomic, no time for calm shit
We hyperactive when it's time to Vietnam it
Your whole alliance gets
Singlehandedly bombed
Take heed to the apostle's warning word up