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Artist/Band:
Mobb Deep
Lyrics for Song: Spread Love
Lyrics for Album: Murda Muzik [1999]
Prodigy: First of all, we the one and only Infamous
Havoc: Everybody wanna use the name
Soundin' all lame
Prodigy: We come up in the party with them shanks and things
Havoc: Have you curled up on the floor
Feelin' the pain
Prodigy: And nine times out ten we ain't even start the shit
We finish it
Then they wanna press charges
Havoc: Plus everybody and their mother wanna act tough
'Till they discover how fast a nigga leave them under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
Prodigy: That's how the ball bounce
Havoc: The cookie crumbles
Prodigy: That's what the guns do
Dead you
On the humble
Havoc: But god fogive me niggas tryin to hit me
What I'm supposed to do
You talk about my life
And a nigga got a lot to loose
Prodigy: So I
Tuck the heaters
Then proceed to move
We a mob for real
You an example
(Chorus)
You should spread love not war
Cause my shit is poppin
And I'd be god damned if you shot me
You need to spread love not war
Cause you wont feel safe
Comin out your crib, knowin that we got beef
You should spread love not war
Just think about your kids
How they need you alive before u got it
You need to spread love not war
Cause death hurts whole families
Imagine it's your moms that grieves
(Havoc)
Two in the neck
Yes you will, if you not feelin me yet
Outta respect
Can't stand it man, you niggas is set
Sweatin hard ain't do shit
But run your list
When a nigga get confronted
All he do is take the fifth
Not the law, talk about the four
Niggas is raw
You ain't know, now you know
Leakin down on the floor
Never renigg on my words
Believe what you heard
Never flash a gat at a busta
That shit is absurd
Cause I be right back
To my brother say word
You got to drive, no doubt
I cock it bein tougher for herbs
Cause the
Plot is power
An I do it for hours
Won't save me for a minute
Till I move on you cowards
Direct
Drama to us
Infamous be the ones and we rowdy
Million dollar ballad
Make an album, get classes
(Chorus)
(Prodigy)
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B
B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through with the big long chains
Plus we got guns, to blow your brains
Niggas learn when they feel the pain
Know what I'm sayin?
Straight like that
Standin ovation with macks
We clap niggas for less
Splash hoes for laughs
Shift the game
Raise your odds
I need 93 thousand for 16 bars
Put out the movie, the hoods rush the stores
700 thousand from out the doors
We the most thorough
Need I say more?
The hoes love the morgue
Cause we so raw
Handcuff you whore
When P come through the scene
Glowin like a black light on white clothing
(Chorus 2x)
You should spread love not war
Cause my shit is poppin
And I'd be god damned if you shot me
You need to spread love not war
Cause I don't give a fuck (echoing)
You should spread love not war
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| Album Lyrics: Murda Muzik [1999] |
Mobb Deep
"Murda Muzik [1999]"
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