 In The Long Run lyrics ( Mobb Deep )   
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 Rate In The Long Run Lyrics
Artist : Mobb Deep
Song : In The Long Run
* (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 niggas seeds on sesame buns
Caught a body on the run
You don’t want none, lump some
Exort niggas 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 niggas stuck doin back flips
I black out
Take it to the gats
f**k this rap shit
Let my niggas shine
Rate my rhymes like a dime
Swollen bullet wounds, head as* niggas
(prodigy):
Yo,
Who’s the one to be made into example
Nigga you pop sh*t wit 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
Nigga p 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 nigga rap
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 as* again
You f**kin immigrant ------ for two cent
My mobb runnin sh*t you f**kin 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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