Intro:

Check it out "the realness"-Mobb Deep

Yeah yeah. The foundation. B&kid. 183rd.

Smiley aka The Ghetto Child:

Yo yo my mind rate metallurgy like a [bad word] upstate

That's pushing mad years of crazy weight

I penetrate the [bad word] that you love to hate

Time to meet your fate no time to negotiate

I meditate in my room

Holdin' on map hopin' that a revolution [bad word] #39; soon

The smoke consumes my brothers holdin' [bad word] 

Walkin' in courts I and throw ? at the judges

And my cousin is on [bad word] from '89

The pigs came to my crib and saiid they found a bloody nine

With your fingerprints on the evidence

 [bad word] that let's go to the roof and bust off the macs

I want a Lex and clean 

And every apartment furnishin' the whole projects

I don't regret [bad word] #39; a MC

My only regret the real Ghetto Child memory

My man Lil' Dap [bad word] equipped" - Mobb Deep 'Shook Ones part 2"

Yeah Nut Cracker yo [bad word] equipped"

Yeah Brainsick Mob [bad word] equipped"

Mob yo [bad word] equipped

Lil' Dap:

Yo I've been brakin' you brothers just to reach the top

Can't stop hip [bad word] through these veins

East New York style one love to the streets

Beatin' down all these rappers like cookers apon the beat

Chicks like my T.L.C. cause they like the way I Creep

When your man leave home I rock that [bad word] to sleep

It's a New York thing mad love from Brainsick

When we're walking through the ghetto and we're poppin' some [bad word] 

I'm on my way goin' home drinkin' a Heinagen

Back to the destination where it all begin

Get these [bad word] off before I brake them in

And for you fish [bad word] niggas we're not havin' it

Yo Nut you know the feelin' when things ain't right

When these non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic

I keep [bad word] to myself and keep it real with the game

Fake niggas hang around but they get no fame

Check it out uh

Hook:

"the realness" -scratching

Melachi The Nutcracker ?:

Let me show you what the [bad word] goin' on in this so called game

I'll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain

From the man collectin' elevatin' his stacks

My name is black if you front get your wig pushed back

I speak the [bad word] plus I keep it sharf for my fam

Like Conan choppin' niggas up on this jam

The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes

I'm on the rise check it Brainsick Enterprise

I keep it movin' and can't [bad word] hold me back

I'm on your map I bet you didn't even know that

Slow your role ease back up don't play bold

Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
 [bad word] #39; through with the Sick yeah we click click click

Me and my partner Jack the Ripper yeah we on some [bad word] 

And I know you can't hang so don't ride my [bad word] 

Cause I [bad word] equipped" with that Brainsick [bad word] 

Jack The Ripper:

I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip

Blowin' up ain't [bad word] watch your [bad word] get hit

From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm

When my lyrics digest and rip through your [bad word] #39; chest

So while you sweatin' I be wreckin' plus I can't be stopped

I [bad word] hip hop an blow a hole in the chart

Keep it movin' cause you know Jack do it right

Flippin' mic after mic then I call it the night

So what's my destination?

Yo to make it not fake it

Livin' in this [bad word] #39; world is like total domination

To all my niggas in the east yo Ray rest in peace

Make your heart skip a bet because my