Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa B No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin? That old real shit..
[Prodigy] There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from You could run but you can't hide forever from these, streets, that we done took You walkin witcha head down scared to look You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town It's similar to Vietnam Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control They better have the riot gear ready Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady by the mac one-double, I touch you and leave you with not much to go home wit My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action if I'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin New York got a nigga depressed So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef You will soon be killed, put us together It's like mixin vodka and milk I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act I'm fallin and I can't turn back or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black that I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death My goal's to stay alive Survival of the fit only the strong survive
Chorus: Mobb Deep
Yo, yo We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (We still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (We still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die (we livin this til the day that we die) Survival of the fit only the strong survive (survival of the fit only the strong..)