Artist/Band: 
Mobb Deep 
Lyrics for Song: Up North Trip 
Lyrics for Album: Infamous [1995]
  
               
  5733>Verse One: Prodigy
 
 
  It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle
  Next come the bookends, the way things is looking
  It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin shackled on the bus
  First thing come Monday, hoping in your mind you'll be released one day
  But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while
  Now you're up on the isle, in a position that you ain't got to, refusing
  to smile
  But keep in mind there's a brighter day, after your time spent
  Used to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent
  Thought you could hack it, now you're requesting Pee, see you fragile
  It ain't hard to see, niggas like that don't associate with me
  I'd rather, get busy to the third degree
  cause the war populations are
  If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon
  Hit you up, leave your whole face screaming, what you in for kid
  Busting nuts, taps heard of million street stories caught inside this trap
  Who are you to look at me with your eyes like that
  Wising up young blood, before you make things escalate, and I would hate
  To set your crooked ass straight
 
 
  Chorus
 
 
  Make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone, niggas is trife
  Runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one false move
  And it's a up north trip
  Livin the high life, make your moves at night, pack your heat in this warzone
  Niggas is trife, runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip, make one
  false move And it's a up north trip
 
 
  Verse Two: Havoc
 
 
  You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked, you talk too much shit
  You should have kept your mouth shut, all that gossip
  Motherfucker don't you know my glock kicks, hollow tips
  To your body, mad toxic, I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor
  Did you a favor, tried to wet you but i grazed you
  Pop goes the glock when there's beef on the block, chill for a while
  Make them think the beef stop, then I creep like a thief in the night
  It's only right, ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight, and if I get caught
  Then my ass is up north, straight on the course for upstate New York
  Stress, smokin back to back cigaretttes, it popped off, gon' point in
  the mess hall
  But to avoid that, from head to toe, dipped in all black, hit them niggas
  Where they pump they cracks at, Havoc, with the murder masterplan
  Keep my nine up to par, so my shit won't jam, God forbid if my shit do
  Run behind a tree, fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body
  Mainly in your brain tissue, witness from the scene, get ghost, stash
  the pistol
  So simple then, watch my back, lay up and relax, roll a sack, ?K-A black?
  Find a shorty intact
 
 
  Chorus
 
 
  Verse Three: Prodigy
 
 
  I got the powder, combine wit the powder, and water, it oughtta
  Drop in a half and hour, in the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
  Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil, then I pause
  And ask God why, did he put me on the serve, just so I could die
  I sit back and build on, all the things I did wrong, why I'm still breathing
  And all my friends gone, I try not to dwell on the subject for a while
  Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle, but my
  Heart pumps foul blood through my arteries, and I can't turn it back
  It's a part of me, too late for cryin, I'm a grown man struggling
  To reach the next level of life, without fumbling, down to folding
  I got no shoulder to lean on but my own, all alone in this danger zone
  Time waits for no man, the streets grow worse, fuck the whole world kid
  My money comes first, cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
  If you're not family, then you die by me, cause niggas will have you
  locked up
  The snitch, be a man, givin police the run down on your plans
  We're never goin down like that, so I, shut my mouth and hold my words back
  The legal business, forever mine, fuck payin taxes, the last kid that shitted
 
 
  And gave police access, to my blueprints, used names as evidence
  Skipped town and I haven't seen the snitch nigga ever since
  The moral of the story is easy to figure out, a lesson that you can't
  live without
 
 
  Repeat Chorus once
  *Livin the high life
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