Survival of the Fittest

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
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 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