Mobb Deep - Never Goin' Back lyrics

[Havoc] Yo... Ain't no hard time invented that havoc can't handle If cats only knew all the sh** I been through Homicide, suicide, am I, losin' my mind? Just, standin' my ground keep it bottled up inside Practice what I preach dunn, ride for my loved ones Asked about my life, no doubt had a tough one Did dirt, got dirt, sh** only got worse Been asked god why he put me on this earth, yo Not for nothin' dunn, I want it all - can you blame me? n***as just be settlin' for crumbs How dumb, how come, with no outcome? Ten years later n***as still in the slums Strung off the next sh**, dyin' for they next sh** Foamin' from the mouth for the next man necklace And how about that, n***as too grown for that I'm holdin' it down, now where your head at? yo [Chorus: x2] I ain't goin' back, I ain't lookin' back I'm movin' ahead, now how about that? Hell no black, I'm where the paper at Long as I don't forget where I came from [Prodigy] We do it the Mobb way - leave em lookin' like a strawberry My outlook on life is quite very - positive I'm a content fella Until you tamper with my plans to go on further f** the ha**le, it ain't worth my energy unless I must If you insist, I'll be more than glad til his beef marriage Me and you til d**h do us Scrape my fingertips on bricks, forty-two shot clips That's my sh**, do it like the old timers I use a wide holster, it's more discrete while I'm post up Or in motion, most n***as be floatin' Don't even make eye contact, walkin' Dunn, pay attention that's how n***as die sooner Watch who you pa** and it might be a reaper Watch my n***as we'll jump when you least thought We came from the streets up, now we put g's up, so [Chorus] [Havoc] Yo, had time to think when just on the brink of d**h At my front door me receivin slugs? Only twenty-five, got fifty more to go And knows, their plot I hope they a** die slow How though no dough, please don't show Like my man twist said don't even see me when I blow Got, issue with my foes best believe I'ma solve em And laugh at your petty-a** problems [Prodigy] Out the slums of queens, came a bunch of young gun n***az The infamous Mobb Deep With dreams, of one day makin it big With they live n***a rap music, hard liquor swigs Dirty timbs, thirsty grins Smile all up in your face then I break your chin Went platinum, now them n***as writin' scripts Murder music the movie, pushin' spaceships like.. [Chorus]