Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Don’t Be a Follower lyrics
[Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Don’t Be a Follower lyrics]
It go hip-hop on our block
Always lead to some fights and gun shots
Niggas need to stop that bullshit hop
Unless it's really necessary to get hopped
You got asshole pulling out busting on pounds
Just to hear the sound or
To see the crowd bounce
Niggas need to save that shit for outside
Or take all that noise up
The block dunn aiight un
Staying at the times you got to drug a man
But godamn, you fucking up my pussy plan
Fuck it ya'll niggas never learn
So why should I concern
After the show I'll grab my
Click and the tires burn
Off to the next pavilion
The infamous men, women, and children
Stick together like dry ce-ment pieces
Our story go too long for rap lines
Too many of my niggas died on the front lines
The Mobb history go too deep for rhyme
Could you feel a pain in
The trilogy of my regiment please do
We write these for you
With the hope that my words sink through
Like on the page how the ink do
Hey yo dunn check it
My every hour that passes
Is guaranteed packed
Cause the hour that's gone
Ain't never coming back
Im tired of wasted days my eyes E&J glaze
Romp you tools flooded with smoke fumes
Make faster moves my raps can't lose
Especially against you
How soon we forget niggas
Minds be getting absent
Not gone for a minute
Ya'll niggas trying to shit
It's time for Pee to turn
Back on the light switch
And pull your faggot ass
Click out the darkness
Yo it's QB, queer bastard we queens best
A quiet bullet will do yo ass justice
Why you stupid fuck look at you now
I can't believe how these niggas
Now-a days gets down
He just a clown from a foul part of town
Who barely blent in
He took my words on some personal shit
He just self-conscience
Trying to flip on some desperate shit
Don't be stupid the mobb been through it
Don't be a follower and get yo
Ass led to the fire
Always lead to some fights and gun shots
Niggas need to stop that bullshit hop
Unless it's really necessary to get hopped
You got asshole pulling out busting on pounds
Just to hear the sound or
To see the crowd bounce
Niggas need to save that shit for outside
Or take all that noise up
The block dunn aiight un
Staying at the times you got to drug a man
But godamn, you fucking up my pussy plan
Fuck it ya'll niggas never learn
So why should I concern
After the show I'll grab my
Click and the tires burn
Off to the next pavilion
The infamous men, women, and children
Stick together like dry ce-ment pieces
Our story go too long for rap lines
Too many of my niggas died on the front lines
The Mobb history go too deep for rhyme
Could you feel a pain in
The trilogy of my regiment please do
We write these for you
With the hope that my words sink through
Like on the page how the ink do
Hey yo dunn check it
My every hour that passes
Is guaranteed packed
Cause the hour that's gone
Ain't never coming back
Im tired of wasted days my eyes E&J glaze
Romp you tools flooded with smoke fumes
Make faster moves my raps can't lose
Especially against you
How soon we forget niggas
Minds be getting absent
Not gone for a minute
Ya'll niggas trying to shit
It's time for Pee to turn
Back on the light switch
And pull your faggot ass
Click out the darkness
Yo it's QB, queer bastard we queens best
A quiet bullet will do yo ass justice
Why you stupid fuck look at you now
I can't believe how these niggas
Now-a days gets down
He just a clown from a foul part of town
Who barely blent in
He took my words on some personal shit
He just self-conscience
Trying to flip on some desperate shit
Don't be stupid the mobb been through it
Don't be a follower and get yo
Ass led to the fire