Hemi - DON'T GO THERE Lyrics

Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy
Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy
Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy
All part of the same damn, hypocrisy
Ain't no welfare and ain't no democracy
Just a few legal ways to reach aristocracy
Them little kids are now men, I just wish Pac could see
Stranger, that's for all the shit that couldn't kill me
Rearrange her, guts 'cause she said that she was feelin' me
Literally, bottle ain't going nowhere all Hennessy
Family tendencies, the pedigree all royalty
Slow money better than no money (no money)
If you could snort these lines they'd have yo' noses runnin'
Out hustlin', whether the weather cold or sunny
Cuzzos move the bunny, bad gut feelings in the tummy
I dare you motherf*ckers speak my name in vain
And I, do the same, I'm just clinically insane
I won't repeat myself, that's how I hold the reign (ah)
Control the game but, who's to blame now (who)
Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy
Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy
See flashes at your mirror better get to haulin' ass
Where I'm from, this how we roll, and it ain't fast
Push the gas, as I laugh, 'bout the ghosts of the past
Pass thru' lanes in that coke, big body flash
And it's that simple, rowdy streets full of dimples
Some' wrong with the temple, too many shots (bow)
Get, rocked and glocked 19KUSTOM with the stock
I bring the night-show, pull up all wrecked, like vitiligo
Like Michael, I might go psycho, live on a track
Ain't got no rules for this motherf*cka sit the f*ck back (sit back)
And I, cruised with the caddy but I never lacked (never)
Matter of fact HEMI ride with ghosts, don't get him
Sit the f*ck back down, won't look back now
Mean kids, got their face frowned
And they dreamin, huh, bout that Benz crown
This the last time, I say this now
Just don't go there, there's kinda anything
We won't play fair, that's just how it be
Smoking on that golden, the philosophy
Mobb in Deep like Havoc, with the Prodigy