It Could Happen To You Lyrics - Soul Assassins

[Intro/Chorus:] 

4 pound, hit you up with rounds 

Leave a man down 

Wrappin on a rat 

The Infamous nuff said (Enough said motherfucker) 

and when it happens 

Off guard watch reaction (Watch his reaction) 

Look him in his eyes, cock back, commence clappin 

and it could happen to you 

[Verse 1: Havoc] 

It's old love, I could see the eyes up above 

watchin, waitin for me to slip 

lose grip, opposition got me on their list 

I get freshed by Jase 

he threw all the fakes 

I want my cake and eat it too 

Wash it down with brews 

Spent a half a milli on gats 

You know the drilli 

Smack em all buster silly, got dough on the philly 

and store-willies, it's the NY City 

Hazardous, dangerous game of da 

sticky motherfucker keepin undercover 

Stick-n-move, Gators to Timb shoes 

Jeans to tuxedos 

Second motion, son, I be do 

down below ya best 

Sunnin, runnin outta overpower 

freeze the counter, ???? and powder 

Distant, Gotti on some flip shit 

Resco his cool piece, too grimy now ya death row 

to test smokes, hazardous the most 

Slow you up like dust 

Coke white you get crushed 

You modernise 

Infamous come through like the homicide 

Hit guys, rip Dons, get mines, the thin line 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2: Prodigy] 

Infamous who rap shit, power moves and connect wit 

empire, bless all my sons wit 

bank accounts 

many mansions down south 

Fuck ABT, got protected 

War strategies perfected 

Bent all day, Alize party 

Golf, fuck par 3, pimp, pusher, playa, couldn't be me 

Hennessey raps, fully loaded with gats 

Now how you like that 

Time lapse 

you lose, shoulda been strapped! 

Be on your back like a new born 

Niggas is corn-born, wit 

real cats who do this all day long 

On and on til the break of dawn, it don't stop 

Shit is hot like PJ's infested with cops 

Jakes on a nigga ass, ninja break em like glass 

Interrogated, they won't last 

Would it make you laugh or make you cry? 

On this side it's do-or-die 

Ya get dead plus sun-dried, you're small fry 

We on time with this, mace blindin shit 

Gold mindin it, extended 9 clips 

Trife life got my mind keyed up 

pull out the Tek-nology and team-o 

with my cats and ??? blast 

Direct splats to your jawbone 

I lift that head up, homes, bent they hos and putos 

Injured kid, Mobb-tician is the laws of life 

Ain't it interestin, listen 

It could happen to you 

[Bridge:] 

Now what would you think? (I don't know) 

What would you do? (I don't know) 

Can't beat ya gat, can't find ya crew 

Far away from home in a land not new 

So boom, outta place and I sue ya crew 

Son, yo, they steppin in you 

And it could happen to you 

[Outro: Havoc] 

KnowhutI'msayin? Said word to mutha, son! 

Feels like a dream (word!) 

It's like I just woke up, knowI'msayin? 

I woke up in a like-like an ill sweat, son 

Word up, this shit had me shook, son! 

I don't know, man! 

Fuckin around with them other cats 

4 pound, get hit with rounds 

Leave a man down 

Wrappin on a rat 

The Infamous nuff said 

(Enough motherfuckin said!)