Raekwon, Mobb Deep - Nighttime Vultures lyrics

Uh the nighttime comin', niggas, yeah
(Yeah, son) without question
No doubt, my man took this shit to the grave
Nigga understand?

Yo, I rose early mornin', spread my wings
Yawnin' vague memory of last night
Now it's all dawnin'
Looked down and see dried blood
On all my garment
It stained on my Guess formers
Kevlared enormous
I hopped up outta my bed holdin' my head
Flashbacks of gunshots shot past my head
I can recall an eight man brawl
Three men fall bullets flew
Had to drug my man behind the wall
Left a wet trail
Delivered these slugs like air mail
Directly at the cat that made
My man blood spill an eye for an eye
You know my science of life
Is you man or mice
Thugs or the cowardly type?
I kick that '98 shit for your ears to list'
Nigga, P way ahead of his time
Surpassed kids
(Fuck them kids be doin', yo?)
Kickin' rhymes that's true lies
Let me break 'em down to size
Minimize they airtime after this
You never will go back to that which
Sit back and write half-ass shit
The last official, taking out the artificial
Let me relieve you
Replace that shit with some lethal
Mobb, remember the name, it's been along
Got niggas shook to death from
The first fuckin' song
Fluidly, my mind flooded with jewels infinite
The chronic rap bandit's
The addicts stuck on some live shit
Bear witness to this diligent street cat
I carry myself, hold myself down in fact
This one dedicated to my niggas on run
Holdin' big gats, go for your gun
Prepare to crush one, we trust none
Man who ain't down with the clan
The Mobb dynasty, apparently
You thought I was some other type
Nigga you could fuck with
You shit outta luck, boss
I break your compass
Throw you way off course
We built this from ground up
Started from ground zero
Mafia Onda, see the name up on the mural
Durable, physically fit, raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton
Cracked somethin' ridiculous
And still facinated by my stee'
Little P, wanna be me, huh? You no D

One time, son
You know we be the illest in this
Pushin' shit back, QBC gat
Plottin' to move at them big mouth cats
Ship'll sink to the bottom
Easily overthrowin' niggas
Rollin' over niggas

Yo, crushed krills, dollar bills
Swish suit on
Screw on, dry-cell nigga with his loot on
Watch this, thunn Glock less
Fiends scopin' out my rock shit
Diamond on some H&R Block shit
Hear me, kids leary and his sneakers are shot
Word to me, thunn, the uniform do mean a lot
I approach lit up, cousin
Sit up, matter fact, get up
What fronts on the bottom, face lit up
Yeah, where you from? I'm from here
You know Brina and Javier
And Little Life doin' thirty years
Analyzin' this wise guy
A look-alike first prize guy
Lit up the Thai, said right?
Emotionally playin' 'em close like
I'm supposed to be somethin' spoke to me
It was this little nigga pokin' me
I heard sirens now, turned around
About to hit him
Son was Po-9 with the emblem
Grabbed my goose down the walkie talkie
Foul, I'm loose now, shot went off
Knocked the juice down
It ricocheted and hit a GS, now here come EMS
Dunn was leanin' near a ZX
Next time shit's parental
God slap fire out your mental
Jet in a boat with rims dimensional

One time, son
You know we be the illest in this
Pushin' shit back, NYC gat
Plottin' to move at them big mouth cats
Ship'll sink to the bottom
Easily overthrowin' niggas
Rollin' over niggas
We be the illest in this
Pushin' shit back, NYC gat
Plottin' to move at them big mouth cats
Ship'll sink to the bottom
Easily rollin' over niggas
Overthrowin' niggas (Know why?)

'Cause live niggas rap this shit
From Rikers Houses to the street's pavement
Word life, kid
I'll have you hoppin' the fence
Dodgin' for life, runnin' the sprint
The Infamous live niggas rap this shit
Fake cats get offended, intimidated
Puttin' up they defense
I'll have you hoppin' the fence
Dodgin' for life, runnin' the sprint
The Infamous (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)