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    "Infamous Minded" Lyrics

    The Prodigy feat. Big Noyd

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    Yeah old school part one feel it
    The realest, Who be the realest
    Them niggaz stay
    Infamous minded

    you've been blinded
    Cut on your face
    Fucking with these mobb giants
    They are the victims
    We be the victors

    Sometime a nigga gotta step up
    And bring war, Spray ks
    And go out in a blaze
    Young guns learn to duck

    So they won't catch strays
    won't shoot to be frontin'
    Or to waste shots for nothin
    If I'm pulling out my torch

    I'm gonn hit somethin', Whatever
    Slugs through your avirex leather
    I close one lid
    So I could aim a little better

    I stop firing
    And de-cock the hammer
    You need triads
    I need to get up outta here
    don't really think It's cool to let another man

    "Let me buck that nigga son"

    I hold my own cannon and shoot just as fast
    Move with select few
    don't fuck with lil dude
    Or little pistols

    Strictly the big are you's
    'Cause deuce-deuce its only good for hiding
    I need big firepower when I'm riding
    52 shot clips

    You pop lips, Silence
    And i don't stop dumping till i hear sirens
    I'm not a boyz n the hood addict
    Menace fanatic

    I live the street life for real
    So i can brag it
    Pop gave me gun lesson back when i was a kid
    Now i fire more arms than he ever did

    that's why
    I keep things in proper prospective
    And every album point why'all niggas in the right direction
    There's no protection, when I'm on the mike

    You couldn't fold me
    If you trained all your life
    You's a chump, I'm a champ
    You broke, I'm top dollar

    Niggaz gotta whole lotta mouth
    that's no problem
    Fake thugs lay down
    Real killers don't yell it

    Bring it don't sing it nigga
    Use intelligence
    Its evident you not, murder material
    When you all alone, you pose guns in the mirror yo

    Chinky, Rapper Noyd, Hav, G part 3, my nigga Bino and Nitty
    Y'all feel me
    Let me get deeper in the subject
    'Cause its gets me hard

    Every nigga holding
    don't mean he gonn arc
    Any nigga that show it
    Need to disown it

    Or get it tooken by another who deserve it
    Listen, this is what it takes to survive today
    Use your eyes, to my niggaz that's ride with me
    And you see that nigga P, be the storm quiet

    I'm holding, so ease back
    I stay infamous minded

    Yeah yeah nigga, shit is real
    You know

    Infamous minded

    Yo, this niggaz outhere
    We moving blindly dun, its all about survival though
    They don't know
    You the top dawg for the rest to follow

    Infamous minded

    You know how we do it killer
    The Qb way, my way or no way
    Queensbrige to our death day

    Infamous minded

    Shit, why you think they call us infamous nigga
    We earned the title nigga
    Not cause it sounds tough dumb fuck

    Infamous minded


    When the bridge start rocking
    The bridge, It keep rocking
    When the bridge start rocking
    The mobb'll keep rocking

    When the bridge start rocking
    Queens still be rocking
    When the bridge start rocking
    My niggaz keep popping

    [Repeat Chorus]
    This song was submitted on November 15th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Albert Johnson, R. Kirkland.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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