Get Dealt With Lyrics - Hell On Earth - Mobb Deep

(Prodigy) 

I got my clique ready, ready for hand-to-hand combo 

Harms break em down, rapper Noyd cut his throat 

Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out 

Each twin grab a arm, pick this nigga up 

Knitty turn his face to me, let me break him up 

I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big 

it almost took his whole face off 

We got to take position, ready for faceoff 

With blitz like Dallas ain't no Superbowl faceoff 

We form like niggas in the yard up north 

with long swords, ready for war, who paid cost 

and take ya life lost, never found again boss 

A job well done, relax, throw back fifths 

of Bacardi Limon, fifteenths of hash get lit 

Fuckin with the fabulous Mobb, yeah you were sick 

Lunatic nigga jump up or got hit 

with max and Teks and silencers spit 

Shots whiz past your earlobe and shit 

That's the sound of a nigga who almost felt it 

Got you runnin, dodgin, coverin, shelterin 

Bullets rippin thru the fabric of ya shirt, it's meltin it 

You bleed again, we just another nigga dealt with 

Intruder Alert! Our house is nothin like the Covenant 

We hold big shit like a bitch hold one in the oven 

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(Havoc) 

Well if it ain't drama, money above broke bitches 

Simple minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned 

That's opposition, wetttin me competition 

Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see 

by myself, by myself and rollin mad trees 

Paranoid on point and now I see who's who 

This thing was fake ones outta the immediate crew 

Life I take one if you jeopardise my do 

You're small mi-nute, gotta death to deal with aces up 

You overbidded and in the Bridge you go stuck 

This ain't a card game but in perspective it's the same 

Put two and two together-Mobb Deep with one name 

Contain drama like Outbreak, you order drama 

We outtake and then take you out 

Keep it real and throw the fake out 

Raise the stakes up, hit you off from the waste up 

That's how it is and how it is is kinda fucked up 

Butter beats bangin got ya whole clique singin 

on a corner while it's rainin, 4 pound left cha ears ringin 

Delete those and keep my shit discrete, niggas is trash rhyme 

Totally offbeat and outta sync with they light 

E & J bent tight, niggas slow ya roll 

Ya? now ya bleedin tonight for no reason 

Wanna be max and does get smacked, show no love 

Crush ya team like the bear hug 

The Infamous'll do dirt, dead as smear like mud 

New York new get-it-greens, I feel no pity 

no remorse, takin it to the source of course 

Bare that ass thug real kid, it's only your mask 

that you wear, take off 

Cop out feel the blast BOOM on top BOOM BOOM gat-for-gat 

And all the rules got the drop on you 

And let the nickel nine pop on you 

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(Prodigy) 

Yo 

My crew in the front got it locked 

My live niggas in the back got the gats blowin out'cha back 

What the deal, what them tough looks and eye contact 

Starin all up in ya cornea, ya cornea lack 

the look of a true-to-life, crime niggas attack 

Go at the first nigga that front and overread 

Ya get dealt with 

Chorus: 

Dealt with quick 

Eye position get melted by hot shit, he felt it 

*repeat x 2*