Mobb Deep, Littles - Nothing Like Home lyrics

Yeah man, you know 2002, man
You know, approachin' 2003, man
Where we takin' this, man
You know what I'm sayin
Where we headed for the future man?
(What's the resolutions?)

Wealth, health, and happiness nigga
Will Keep me from runnin'
'round clappin' these niggas
Sometimes you gotta just handle your business
Fuck it, it's on me
Rounds of shots for niggas
Punk, I wake up everyday
To cathedral ceilings jumpin' out my bed
Wall to wall marble and pillars
Livin' like the pharaoah Tut
I'm blessed with life
So I breathe deep and give
Praise to the most high
Then I, get fresh for a new day


I eat broccoli for breakfast
And smoke my trees
Turn on the flat screen to C-Span
See the elite strength
Attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
Prophecies comin' to pass
We gotta survive this shit dun
It's nothin' to laugh at i hops in the V
Grabs the heat and I stash that
I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey
It's a rap

I traveled the world, and been alot of places
Believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
And if you want somethin' done
You gotta do it yourself
You got drama, who's gonna clap that chrome?
Nobody like you, somebody like me
When death, I'm ready for it in Threes
And me off point? C'mon now nigga please
I'm paranoid
You know I'm burnin' those trees

Saw alot of niggas die, some niggas survived
And those that did did it by
The skin of their hide
Dodgin' that long ride
The four-fifth aimed at 'em
And knew to fall back when
Them slugs came at 'em on the real
For me to be here tellin' ya'll this
Is like dice, then I rolled that 456
And never lost ever since
Though I took that big pinch
Brother passed away, 24 7 I was bent
Drunk in my pain
A lot of friends went and then came
And those that stayed understood a nigga pain
And for a nigga's problems had no
One to point the blame
I was my own worst enemy
Goin' against the grain
Somewhere along the line
Them pieces had to get grabbed
All this money plus family
Shit wasn't that bad
All you little shorties runnin'
'round like shit's sweet
Just remember these words from
The M-O double-B and it's real

I traveled the world, and been alot of places
Believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
And if you want somethin' done
You gotta do it yourself
You got drama, who's gonna clap that chrome?
Nobody like you, somebody like me
When death, I'm ready for it in Threes
And me off point? C'mon now nigga please
I'm paranoid
You know I'm burnin' those trees

I kiss my finger, cross my heart
I'mma make it out these dark days
Whether together or we part ways
I got a promise to that boy tatted on my arm
Three strong, man, the heat's still lukewarm
Who can you trust when your
Friends wanna pop your safe?
You let him stash in your place
Now you watch his waist
Vision the days, hear the ghost whisper
Dogs we left in the past
Brought back now here with us
Cross my heart, let the haze linger
Pour out a little liquor
Knowin' God took a good nigga
Thousand dollar slippers skirt from the scene
He was just a worker
Dawg, you were his every dream
I kissed his face like I never knew 'em
It was me
Once upon a time when life was ruined
Now the mink rope chain sparklin'
Jumpin' out of bed
Thousand dollar slippers slidin'
Huggin' the carpets

I traveled the world, and been alot of places
Believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
And if you want somethin' done
You gotta do it yourself
You got drama, who's gonna clap that chrome?
Nobody like you, somebody like me
When death, I'm ready for it in Threes
And me off point? C'mon now nigga please
I'm paranoid
You know I'm burnin' those trees