Mobb Deep - Carved in Stone lyrics

We gettin’ our burn here we go again
I bet y’all saying to y’all self: "The
Fuck these niggas last so long, man?"
And my response to that is, I
Palms don’t ever stop itching, nigga
You know, it’s about that you
Hear it right now, so

We back, people, for more
Money, more jewelry, more vehicles
Less hangers on, tag-alongs, and leech dudes
We back minus that weak label
Trying to hold us back
Now we gettin’ more profit's
Every unit shipped you gettin’ returns
Your album ain’t movin’ shit
We gettin’ our burn in places
We don’t even live
We learn you niggas on this game
And how to stay afloat
We teach you clowns about some
Things that y’all don’t know
Like how to bang out songs
For 12 years straight
And that’s not all they all gotta be gangsta
Consistent anthems, put us up against whoever
We got a thing for competition
Only make us better and better and better
I know you can’t believe your ears
You pinching yourself, but doggie
This is all real
Convincing yourself that we Cell
Block 4 thugs
Man, that’s how the last nigga got bucked

Homie, don’t get it twisted
I been gettin’ money since ’90
‘Fore Magic retired and Lakers head
Coach was Pat Riley
I bone a bitch then bounce, baby girl
Don’t mind me
If you mad, take it up with God
That’s how designed me
I’m multi talented fuck you
Think Jive signed me?
The only thing grimey is that
Pen that you write with
Got your main hoe two-waying
Me on my Sidekick
Talking how she fuck you but
She really don’t like it
About my paper when it come to that hustle
I all-night it
If I ain’t been through it, yo
Havoc won’t bite it
I can’t keep it real for shit
But everything happens for a reason
So I won’t wifey the wrong bitch
I’m a bastard, pimpin’ in a Caddy 16
I’m a bastard, pimpin’ in a Caddy 16
Y’all know nothin’ ‘bout it
Make the Maybach look weak
With compartment secretly designed to
Stash the heat

Yo, these niggas know my style
Fuck is wrong with you, doggy?
Know these cannons’ll blast off and
Make this place foggy
Have everybody in this bitch
Cramped in the door
I just introduce myself and
Let the hammer applaud
Yo, niggas know my style fuck
Is wrong with you, doggy?
Know these cannons’ll blast off and
Make this place foggy
Have everybody in this bitch
Cramped in the door running for life
Amazing how you could move the
Crowd with the 4