My dick is your bitch's drug of choice
My rap status, sound of my voice
My wordplay the reason you dig me
Like archeology, the big bone [?]
She caught up in my splendor, my spotlight
Little Bambi, a deer in my headlights
Stuck off the ɾealness, f*ck off my [A]ɾeal dick
Before you [A7get grounded, punishment, children
Not ɾeady for [Dm7]the grownup ɾepercussions
My ɾeaction [C7]to [C7]your actions [?]
Look at his face now, the fear
Is that a little girl I hear?
What happened to [C7]the tyrant, the tough shit?
Now you [A7wanna stop the violence, punk
Shit fallin' out his ass, he did it on [C7]himself
Tried to [C7]shit on [C7]me, but now he shitted on [C7]himself
"Stuck off the ɾealness - you [A7heard of us"
"Mobb Deep und Nazizi"
"Attitude is all [Em]fucked up"
"I was [Am7]born a ɾeal nigga, you [A7was [Am7]made corny"
"Stuck off the ɾealness - you [A7heard of us"
"Mobb Deep und Nazizi"
"Attitude is all [Em]fucked up"
"I don't give a f*ck about your people"
Ich hab' die Medizin für dich und deinen Partydrogentɾip
Alle Weiber sind verliebt, denn die Armanihose sitzt
Du hältst lieber deine Fresse, wenn die Star-Ikone spricht
Sieh: Aus Löwen werden Mäuse, wenn die Gaspistole klickt
Ein Meter neunzig, gut gebaut und große Hände
Plus 'nen Schwanz, der so dick ist, wie Caspers Oberschenkel
Chancen gegen uns habt ihr sowieso keine
Chicks fall'n ɾeihenweise um, so wie Dominosteine
Mobb Deep und Nazizi, Cohibas und Martini
Nie wieder Dosenravioli oder -tortellini
Verdien' wie Pablo Escobar, fick' señoritas
Unbezahlbar schön, wie Leonardos Mona Lisa
Du machst auf Stɾaßengee, der gerne Stɾaße spielt
Doch weil man von [C7]Monopoly keine Narben sieht
Muss ich lachen, jedes Mal, wenn du von [C7]Geldhandel sprichst
Denn vor kaltem [A]Stahl schützt dich der Pelzmantel nicht
"Stuck off the ɾealness - you [A7heard of us"
"Mobb Deep und Nazizi"
"Attitude is all [Em]fucked up"
"I was [Am7]born a ɾeal nigga, you [A7was [Am7]made corny"
"Stuck off the ɾealness - you [A7heard of us"
"Mobb Deep und Nazizi"
"Attitude is all [Em]fucked up"
"I don't give a f*ck about your people"
I'm on [C7]some other shit, niggas wanna hate on [C7]me
I was [Am7]born a ɾeal nigga, you [A7was [Am7]made corny
Speak my [A]name in the same breath, might as well [?]
As lungs start spitting you [A7be [Am]missing in the mid in action
Who the f*ck did it? AJ vio, clap to [C7]your people
I don't give a f*ck about your people
Cause when it's on, it's on, ain't no turning it off
You the type of nigga, that position [C7]the courts
I'm dry like [F]a bitch, when a life get lost
And wonder why your motherfucking shit get torched
Mobb for [Dm7]life, M-O-B-B, can't [?] wanting to [C7]beat me
Twenty years stɾong [Am]and [Bm]we still going
And you [A7motherfuckers still folding
Bitch ass nigga, yeah, M-O-B-B
Nam saying? Mobb Deep shit, F. Nazizi
Now we do this shit, man
Infamous life, infamous for [Dm7]life
We not playing games with you [A7niggas
F*ck y'all [Em]bitches, I f*ck all [Em]ya bitches and [Bm]shit on [C7]ya niggas
