"Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips/ You seein clips when the mac spit your top got split/ Layin dead with open eyes close his eyelids/ Turn off his lights switch to darkness, cause deep in the abyss/ Is street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my knife/ Youse the wild child, kid cold turnin men into mice/ I was born to take power leave my mark on this planet/ The Phantom of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded/ Shut down your operation, closed for business/ Leave a foul taste in your mouth, like Guinness POW niggaz is found MIA/ We move like the special forces, green beret/ Heavily around my throat, I don't play/ Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way/ The God P walk with a limp see, but simply/ To simplify shit, no man can go against me/ Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me/ I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty/ The reason why it full for so long, cause I don't waste shit/ You probably hid, blood in your mouth, so you could taste it/ Quiet as kept, I lay back and watch the world spin I hear thugs/ Claimin that they gonna rob the Mobb when they see us/ I tell you what black, here's the issue/ It's a package deal, you rob me, you take this message/ Along with that, I ain't your average cat/ Fuck rap, I'm tryin to make cream and that's that/ Whatever it takes however it gots to go down/ Four mikes on stage a motherfuckin four pound/ Speakers leakin out sound and niggaz leakin on the ground/ I could truly care less the God will get his/ Regardless blow for blow let's find out who wear hardest/ This rap artist used to be a stickup artist/ Sometimes I test myself see if I still got it A live nigga stay on point never disregard shit/ Or forget the essence, from which I emerged/ P is sick, so save that bullshit for the burbs/ Live up to my word, if I got beef, niggaz comin in herds/ We flush through your click get purged..." #prodigy #qb #queensbridge #theinfamous #mobbdeep #hellonearth #newyork #empirestate #RIP