Yeah, sendin' this one out To my man, Killer B No doubt indeed Where that weed? Knam'sayin'? That old real shit There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from You could run, but you can't hide forever From these streets that we done took You walkin' with your head down, scared to look You shook, 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town It's similar to Vietnam Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops' control They better have the riot gear ready Tryin' to bag me and get rocked steady By the MAC one-double, I touch you And leave you with not much to go home with My skin is thick, 'cause I be up in the mix of action If I'm not at home, puffin' lye, relaxin' New York got a nigga depressed So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess God bless my soul Before I put my foot down and begin to stroll Into the drama I built And all unfinished beef, you will soon be killed Put us together, it's like mixin' vodka and milk I'm goin out blastin', takin' my enemies with me And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me Lord, forgive me The Hennessy got me not knowin' how to act I'm fallin' and I can't turn back Or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black That I can't say so it's left a untold fact Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Survival of the fit, only the strong survive Yo, yo, we livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (We still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (Thug life, we still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (We still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin' to get dough Y'know, when the dough get low the jewels go But never that, as long as fiends smoke crack I'll be on the block hustlin', countin' my stacks No doubt, watchin' my back and proceed with caution Five-oh lurkin', no time to get lost in the system Niggas usin' fake names to get out quick My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces I live a world where squads hit the block hard Ask my man Twin when he got bagged That fucked me up, God, but shit happens for a reason You find out who's your true peoples When you're upstate bleedin' You can't find a shorty to troop your bid with you Hit with a two to four is difficult Wild on the streets, I try to maintain Tight with my loot, 'cause hoes like to run game Some niggas like to trick, but I ain't with that trickin' shit I'm like a Jew, savin' dough so I can big whip Pushin' a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects forever Jakes on the blocks we out-clever If beef, we never separate and pull together When worse comes to worst, my peoples come first Try to react and get them motherfuckin' feelings hurt My crew's all about loot, fuck lookin' cute! I'm strictly Timb boots and Army certified suits Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin' the smell In the Bridge, gettin' down, it ain't hard to tell You better realize Yo, yo, we livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (We still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (Thug life, we still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (We still livin' it) We livin' this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit, only the strong survive Open your eyes and get wise Look alive, in '95, word up Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed Knam'sayin'? Mobb Deep and all that