Mobb Deep, Big Noyd, Vita - The Learning (Burn) lyrics

It be a buck-fifty
Your chance of runnin' is ifitty
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like
A chick slip the Mickey
I'm so on the low it'd take
A Navy Seal to get me when I surface
If not chips to Benz is the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain
A beautiful hurtin'
'til my eyes see the blood
That mean the creep start workin'
Niggas never learnin' that they
Eyes keep lurkin'
Have ya janitor pumpin' your X5 murkin'
Skid marks the street
Your heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga overcook that meat get no sleep
Only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood
Permanent ink killer instinct, RIP 'em
Gotta think like that cause forever


I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em
Some love, some hate me
Bitches in the head beatin' 'em
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow
We clap mothafucka, want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin' when the mack blow
Dead in my castle and in the blink watch how
Quick life pass you

What's wrong with mothafuckas when
Will they ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire and
That ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin'
To be afraid of
What's wrong with mothafuckas when
Will they ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire and
That ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin'
To be afraid of

Let me tell you how it's goin' down
It's on now niggas used to love me
Now they wanna hate me now
I'm that same nigga with the tech
Holdin' the spot down
Except I'm pushin' a Lex
Lettin' the top down but wait
You don't think I live a pop life now
That's hate, you could get popped right now
Me don't play, I keep a gun around my way
And I'm a fuckin' drama king
Like my nigga Kay Slay
Sex, drugs, money and murder all day
It's rules, guidelines and codes, we obey
Don't even trip, IMD the set I claim
Infamous Mobb Deep nigga, ready to bang
Nigga don't think shit stink
Then shit hit the fans so I don't slip
I'mma shit with my gun in my hand
It's a thug thing y'all
Niggas wouldn't understand and
Y'all keep guns we keep our shit bangin'

What's wrong with mothafuckas when
Will they ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire and
That ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin'
To be afraid of

You a bitch-ass nigga, I'll have you killed
All they had was your picture at the funeral
No casket, you bastards be missin'
My jewels, my whip, my rims we bitchin'
My guns be the heat that'll make you blister
My mens, my Timbs'll stomp you niggas
No shit, no clip, don't fuck with us
It's no problem
I bring it to the best of them
From the old to the new and the rest of them
No love, just slugs for ya body, dunn!
Just pain
Just sufferin' and worst than that
You let me get my hands on
You so I'm takin' advantage
And that shit that you pulled
Ain't do me no damage
You don't know me, nigga
But we bout to change that shit!
Wrap that nigga up like a package
Fuck all them niggas buck all them faggots!

What's wrong with mothafuckas when
Will they ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire and
That ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin'
To be afraid of
What's wrong with mothafuckas when
Will they ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire and
That ass is gettin' burned
Fuckin' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin'
To be afraid of

Yeah, QB (Yeah) mobb Deep, dola
It's going down, we're taking over
Vita, gettin' this dough
We don't call it Murder for nothin'
(Murda! Murda, Murda)
I'll send you on, Prodigy, Big Noyd, Havoc
Yeah, y'all see us, it ain't a gameyeah
Ohcome onyeahyou see us