"Yo, it's the P. E. double push a Lex bubble in the winter
You can't come along only the hoes can enter
Told her to meet me at six on the hill at the center
Took her to the west way and bent her right over
Stay intoxicated, never sober
Faced it, violate and get lace'd
Why you wasting slugs? You ain't buckin' nothing
You better off buckin' yourself: you need to stop fronting
I used to drive an Ac and kept a Mac in the engine
Littles painted it black with crack sale intentions
To blow up the whole projects the Infamous
Our sons will grow up to be murderers and terrorists
It's the nikka in me, accompanied by the cognac
You can ask around, don't fukk with the Mobb
I could've told you that, where you been at
You must have cut class
If it ain't me, another member of my crew will kick your ass (what what, what)
We do damage to limbs
In '91, stomping you out with black Timbs
Prodigy and the H.A.V.O.C. from the Q.B.C
Putting cowards where they're supposed to be
If I don't know your face then don't come close to me
I got too much beef for that
Drama in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action, where nikkas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they ending, my man's lendin' me his Linden Forty-two shots depending
On whether or not the clip is full to the top
We busting caps non-stop, blazing
In all the shows and even at the hoes"
Not even his best verse but I personally love this verse from him
RIP Prodigy
