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Correct In The Long Run Lyrics
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Mobb Deep
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Correct In The Long Run
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(bonus* track on cd-rom) (chorus / havoc) Cause: in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Let's start the warfare (ty.... nitty) Yo: ty nitty airforce, one's call up my duns Got more n skankseeds on sesame buns Caught a body on the run You don't want none lump, some Exort n s****for they lump sum no doubt Proceed where, that weed indeed Havoc laced the track razor sharp you, bleed (havoc) My: whole mission like, a platoon take position Ain't goin in if my clique can't get in That's word to mines have you stressed like jail time Get that loot up no, doubt I bail mines Easy access Shorty straight up hit the mattress Have you role playin just like a actress My tactics leavin n skankstuck doin back flips I black out Take it to the gats F k**this rap s titLet my n skankshine Rate my rhymes like a dime Swollen bullet wounds head, a n** s****(prodigy) Yo: Who's, the one to be made into example N anusyou pop s titwit the wrong guys this time What (gunshots)! My mobb'll get on top ya topple, ya Like a fall guy you fell down clown Heard some four pound sound my '86 style now (gunshot) Ten years later still hold a firm ground N anusp thugly Enter the ring wit something for anyone who wanna play gun What up g I'll? clap you stop in your tracks how, about that Now? analyze these cats wit live n anusrap You seen strapped came, outside all hype wit gats Got juiced up now, bishop think he thuggin it black pimp Let's rap a taste You get your little head pinched off Brooklyn touched you then, left you for queens to finish off F k**a ----- keith murray and his whole clique Yea you, snuffed me in front of the cops that, bullshit Told you come around the corner no, police and no witnesses Little to your knowledge You almost got shot but that's aiight though I'm a catch ya a again** You fuckin immigrant ------ for two cent My mobb runnin s tityou fuckin carlton ave coward The forecast call for gray skies and gun showers (chorus / havoc) Cause: in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns
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