Biology Lyrics - Mobb Deep

Niggas dead on arrival 

Hand on the bible 

Bet I be the last nigga that you ever lie to 

What nigga line you and anybody 'round you 

Life's no value, take a look around you 

All we see is dead people 

We're all thirst equal 

Lookin' to grim reap you 

Repo' life take yours and that's that 

And damn near do anything for more stacks 

With all that said they walkin' without that 

With that there said you fool without rach 

Who the livest nigga? We pick him outta the batch 

Wash him up, song about it, this is savage rap 

Throw a "H" on your chest, nigga handle that 

Tryin' to figure where you sleep, I have your mans do that 

It's a cold world, nerve of you not rockin' a thermal 

Keep your mouth shut especially when shit don't concern you 

I got goons on Troy Ave down to Fran Lewis 

Anybody fuckin' with snitches we call it rag rooming 

So you can keep that movin' 

I mark niggas for death, don't let me start tattooin' 

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First the dynasty break up 

Now everyday I wake up 

Rappers want me to prove I can still bang somethin' 

My cousin turn punk all of a sudden 

Like suddenly I'm soft like erectile dysfunction 

You niggas is truly buggin' tryin' to act all fly 

But y'all crabs on my ball sack, hitchin' free rides 

I know 

You try and use me for publicity 

You's a stunt man jump into the fire, you's a beast 

You's the illest nigga in Omaha, you take me 

For a easy lick, I see you real naive 

Yeah you powered by lithium, all charged up 

Plus that superman juice got you feelin' it 

Yo, niggas wanna move on me 

And make history 

And make TMZ and Thisis50 

That's a kamikaze mission 

I'm Commander in Chief 

You hit Obama, guess what happen to you after you swing? 

Ay yo, dog shit 

You play yourself you gonna get curbed 

I let you know right now, whatever it is you heard 

From these bird ass thugs, stay chirpin' my name 

You get yourself hurt bad, push me to display 

Strength, power, force 

What is it that you thought? I be lying in my songs? 

Nigga I'm a boss, you deal with my employees 

I gotta couple freelance niggas that enjoy beef 

Niggas wanna play chess, I don't even play games 

But I do gotta few queens, nigga stay bangin' 

Five star flags, six star rags 

I will drop bodies but I'd rather drop bags 

You should know the Bandana Don 

Run rap marathon tracks around 

Any rapper, they never last long 

That's why they always wanna go at me 

They know they want the top slot 

They gotta beat the top dog 

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