Mobb Deep – Hell On Earth (Front Lines) video
1996/12/31
Mobb Deep – Hell On Earth (Front Lines)
Mobb Deep – Back At You video
1996/12/31
Mobb Deep – Back At You
Havoc
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust stainless steel gats that never rust spit the bust you get touch blessed wit the real side of life just enough you couldn’t fight the richest strongest mic layed down niggas eyes visualize bad reception maced your interference souped your upperbody section I travel like a 2-2 bullet throughout your body, repped to the fullest Queensbridge representin, representin the hollow tip crew blue slips, seen ships, you talk shit I follow through once the kite is sent I might get bent, but still planted no second thoughts, cuz my conscience is demandin for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red) I’m like cancer cant catch me cuz I done spread(done spread) gone now dead, enough said from the scene I fled wit the paranoid thoughts runnin round my head It’s like that war, project niggas strike back it’s on what the fuck you sick I’ll be right back wit the gat and terror into your motherfuckin era your shortie set you up you betta dead-her hunger for the cheddar big ends and better Armeretto sours alcohol consumption why you runnin we thumpin do to the fact the infamous is bumpin ice real son you frontin
Chorus repeat*
It’s like that war, project niggas strike back it’s on what the fuck you sick, I’ll be right back
Prodigy
right back to the fact that here take that, right back at you were goin at to already ran through wasn’t hard to capture, what is it that your goin after the fourty-fifth will make your clothes damper put in the hamper the fabulous Infamous is movin stainless crime’s heinous, to all my niggas hold your bangin live in action, if you weere dapped then relax then what the fuck you said? I be right back with mac 10 blastin, terrin up your Fila fashion give him what he askin feelin aint know what happened back at the cabin, be at the round table plannin spread team across plannin, expansion slap a nigga opened handly style something foul for tryin to slow down, my cash pile a hundred mile I can recall the days, juvenile crime pays 14 years old, shorty from round way brick ass cold, still puffin night to day but why did my life have to be this way I rock Velour suits, flavors like mixed fruits my loot give recoup razors in my suit incase you try to troop me to the island I known for start whylin back in New York, my shortie’s got the cash pilin peep this on some knowns and teef shit so much drama, who the fuck knows who we got beef wit lift you up off your feet like ski lift for packin big fifth niggas who riff but nigga you riff then Im on the next life gettin bent in the clouds on my way down souh for international crowds
De La Soul – Stakes Is High (with intro) video
1996/12/17
De La Soul – Stakes Is High (With Intro) (Official Music Video) [HD]
Lyrics
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High
You know them Stakes Is High
When we talkin’ ’bout the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High, you know them Stakes Is High
We be talkin bout the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High
You know them Stakes Is High
The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your borough
Be some brothers from the east with them beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so I’m bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets
Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it’s all about the cautious livin’
Migrating to a higher form of consequence, compliments
Of strugglin’, that shouldn’t be notable
Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable
I’m sick of bitches shakin’ asses
I’m sick of talkin’ ’bout blunts, sick of Versace glasses
Sick of slang, sick of half-ass awards shows
Sick of name brand clothes
Sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks
Cocaine and crack, which brings sickness to blacks
Sick of swoll head rappers with their sicker than raps
Clappers of gats, makin’ the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin’ sick, even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse
Man, life can get all up in your ass, baby, you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it’s all about
A skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people
Who be wastin’ time screaming who they’ve hated
That’s why the Native Tongues has officially been re-instated
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High
You know them Stakes Is High
When we talkin’ ’bout the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High, y’all know them Stakes Is High
We we dealing with the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High
Man them Stakes Is High
(what about that love?)
Yo, it’s about love of cars, love for funds
Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns
Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid
We living in them days of the man-made ways
Where every aspect is vivid
These brothers no longer talk shit
Hey yo, these niggas live it
‘Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug One translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, I don’t play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say?
I say G’s are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it nowadays ain’t odd
Investing in fantasies and not God
Welcome to reality, see times is hard
People try to snatch the credit, but can’t claim the card
Showing out in videos, saying they co-starred
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it cause the
Stakes Is High
You know them Stakes is high
When you’re dealin with the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is High
Man them Stakes Is High
I think that smiling in public is against the law (what?)
Cause love don’t get you through life no more
It’s who you know and “How you, son?”
And how you gettin’ in, and who the man holding heat
Yo, and how was the skins and how high
Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body
Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti
But they ain’t organized!
Mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route and niggas know doubt
Better than they know their daughters and their sons
(Oh boy)
Yo, people go through pain and still don’t gain
Positive contact just like my main man
Who got others cleaning up his physical and fluids
His mind got congested
He got the nine and blew it
Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody’s neighbors
Just animals surviving with that animal behavior
Under I. who be rhyming from dark to light sky
Experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects
When them Stakes Is High you damn sure try to do
Anything to get the piece of the pie
Electrify, even die for the cash
But at last I be out even though you wantin’ more
This issue is closed like an elevator door
But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high
Y’all know them Stakes Is High
When we dealin’ with the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes Is high
Stakes Is high, come on
(Vibes, vibrations)
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