Never Goin' Back Lyrics - Mobb Deep

(Havoc) 

Yo... 

Ain't no hard time invented that Havoc can't handle 

If cats only knew all the shit I been through 

Homicide, suicide, am I, losin my mind? 

Just, standin my ground keep it bottled up inside 

Practice what I preach Dunn, ride for my loved ones 

Asked about my life, no doubt had a tough one 

Did dirt, got dirt, shit only got worse 

Been asked God why he put me on this earth, yo 

Not for nuttin Dunn, I want it all - can you blame me? 

Niggaz just be settlin for crumbs 

How dumb, how come, with no outcome? 

Ten years later niggaz still in the slums 

Strung off the next shit, dyin for they next shit 

Foamin from the mouth for the next man necklace 

And how about that, niggaz too grown for that 

I'm holdin it down, now where your head at? Yo 

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Chorus: Mobb Deep (repeat 2X) 

I ain't goin back, I ain't lookin back 

I'm movin ahead, now how about that? 

Hell no black, I'm where the paper at 

long as I don't forget where I came from 

(Prodigy) 

We do it the Mobb way - leave em lookin like a strawberry 

My outlook on life is quite very - positive 

I'm a content fella 

until you tamper with my plans to go on further 

Fuck the hassle, it ain't worth my energy unless I must 

If you insist, I'll be more than glad til his beef marriage 

Me and you til death do us 

Scrape my fingertips on bricks, forty-two shot clips 

That's my shit, do it like the old timers 

I use a wide holster, it's more discrete while I'm post up 

or in motion, most niggaz be floatin 

Don't even make eye contact, walkin 

Dunn, pay attention that's how niggaz die sooner 

Watch who you pass and it might be a reaper 

Watch my niggaz we'll jump when you least thought 

We came from the streets up, now we put G's up, so 

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Chorus 

(Havoc) 

Yo, had time to think when just on the brink of death 

at my front door me receivin slugs? 

Only twenty-five, got fifty more to go 

and knows, their plot I hope they ass die slow 

How though no dough, please don't show 

like my man Twist said don't even see me when I blow 

Got, issue with my foes best believe I'ma solve em 

and laugh at your petty-ass problems 

(Prodigy) 

Out the slums of Queens, came a bunch of young gun niggaz 

The Infamous Mobb Deep 

with dreams, of one day makin it big 

With they Live Nigga Rap music, hard liquor swigs 

Dirty Timbs, thirsty grins 

Smile all up in your face then I break your chin 

Went platinum, now them niggaz writin scripts 

Murda Muzik the movie, pushin spaceships like. 

Chorus