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Artist/Band: Mobb Deep
Lyrics for Song: In The Long Run
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Mobb Deep



[Chorus X2]

Cause in the long run we could be on son

It's on son, extra cash just for more guns



[Ty Nitty]

Yo, Ty Nitty, air-force one's call up my dunns

Got more niggas like seeds on sesame buns

Caught a body on the run

You don't want none, lump some

Extort 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 going in if my click 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-playing just like an actress

My tactics leaving niggas stuck doing back flips

I black out, take it to the gats, fuck this rap shit

Let my niggas shine, rate my rhymes like a dime



[Prodigy]

Swollen bullet wound head ass niggas

Yo, who's the one to be made into example?

Nigga, you popped shit with the wrong guys this time

What? My Mobb will get on top ya, topple ya

Like a fall guy you fell down clown

First the four-pound sound, my eighty-six style now

Ten years later still holding firm ground

Nigga P thugly, enter the ring with something

for anyone who wanna play gun, what up G?

I clap you, stop you in your tracks, how bout that?

Now analyze these cats, a live nigga rap

You seen strapped, came outside all hype with gats

Got juiced up, now bishop think he thugging 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

Fuck a -- Keith Murray and his whole click

Yeah, 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 aight though, I'ma catch your ass again

You fuckin immigrant -- for two cent

My Mobb running shit, you fucking Carlton Ave coward

The forecast call for grey skies and gun showers



[Chorus X2]

Cause in the long run we could be on son

It's on son, extra cash just for more guns


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Mobb Deep


Mobb Deep
"Other Songs - Mobb Deep"


1. Baby Baby
2. Backwards
3. Block Life
4. Bulworth
5. Bump That
6. Burn
7. Cobra
8. Deadly Zone
9. Dog Shit
10. Double Shots
11. Favorite Rapper
12. Feel My Gat Blow
13. Gangstas Roll
14. How You Want It? (Deer Park)
15. In The Long Run
16. Know Da Game
17. Let's Pop
18. Make the Hits
19. Matic Clips (Magic Stick Remix)
20. Must Go Hard
21. My Priorities
22. Narcotic
23. Nessun Dorma
24. Never Talk
25. Paid In Full
26. Perfect Plot
27. Rep The QBC
28. Shit Hits The Fan
29. So Long
30. Solidified
31. Sweet Home Alabama Freestyle
32. There I Go Again
33. Violators
34. We Don't Love Them Hoes
35. What Can I Do
36. What's Poppin'
37. When U Hear The
38. You A Shooter
39. Young Luv