Intro: Havoc

Uhh GOD, uhh, y'know what we gotta do son!
Y'knowhutI'msayin? Word up!
Make that millions fam!
No doubt! It's only there for the takings son
Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son
We [bad word] all that [bad word]  hey yo!

(Havoc)

44th Side convention, Queens connection
The Bridge be rep'tin
Any party that we step in get they heady-up
V-S-O-P immediately, extra bent
Rob then out son is evident
We stash CREAM, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice 'reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, let's have [bad word] [bad word] No conversation, bring all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, [bad word] spittin, that's bad business
for the game [bad word]  get out the business
You waste space, substitute here's the briefcase
We deface, smack the smile off ya [bad word] face
Tainted taste, send ya home back to vacate
Get your [bad word] together plus your mind straight

(Prodigy)

Yo
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my son'll live great
Little man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a [bad word] who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin, I'll raise you with precise plannin
and put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow [bad word] plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach
I won't snap at you I'm goin for throats
and when you feel my bite 'cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formulae-I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin niggas to protoges
My protege I advise ya [bad word] to make way
Make way...for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this daily rare roackalist
Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight [bad word] a magnifying glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight [bad word] ya brain and leave ya open (Oh [bad word] )
and let the venom soak in
You start sweatin and goin [bad word] convulsions from dope [bad word] I write
Leavin niggas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a [bad word] that's sick
I'll wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business [bad word] with this
Contender number one I put you on top of the list
You're the best challenger so far I'll give you this
But peep this (what?) fatal shots that soloplex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General Monkmonk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb [bad word] Atomic, no time for calm [bad word] We hyperactive and it's time for Vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning
Word up!