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letra de field marshal p - prodigy of mobb deep

(prodigy talking)
yeah, that’s right, of course
uh, uh
yeah, ayo, uh-huh

(chorus) prodigy
field marshal p
soldier you step inside my room salute (salute)
at attention, pay attention
when p say something it’s the truth
the universe is my witness (uh-huh)
it’s all what these demon cops tried to do
it’s all our leaders that got hit
it’s all the shooters that hit our leaders too

[prodigy]
n-gga i’ma vet, on the streets i’ma king
push it to the maximum when i do my thang
my words will shock you, my songs will scare you
you fit to die real soon, let me prepare you
for that rectangle box, you deserve to die, you dirty lil f-ck
you ungrateful, un-loyal, i’ll have my n-gga un take care of you
or my n-gga fox, you just light work, real simple
i’ll pick up the pistol and hit up your temple
demolish your rental, you cheap f-ck, bury ’em in his cheap suit
ashes to dust, you’re not a revolutionary, you’re a punk
you’re not a rebel soldier; just leave it up to us
i’ma insurgent, i put work in, check my card, listen to my verses

(chorus) prodigy

[prodigy]
n-gga i’ma pro, in the rap world i’ma god
i only hear the facts; i’m death to your garbage
i only spit the rap, if the sh-t’s real
i only lie to the police on the real
new york pr-cks and d-cks (nypd) know the deal
they wanna do the kid like my n-gga sean bell
f-ck that, it be a racist cop buried there
with the bagpipe music, i’ll burn another l
to amazing grace, what a perfect song
was blind but now you see us, it’s not a game at all
y’all some slimy snakes, bunch of reptile cops
the government and military all corrupt
i ain’t on that shade the world sh-t
i’ma share my experiences, been through h-ll and back
now i’m right back in h-ll, dunn i’ll be right back
yeah, but in the meanwhile…

(chorus) prodigy

[un pacino]
cops said a n-gga tried to get you a charge
get cameras, ’cause they might plan some sh-t in your car
but yet the god just talking the fact he got lips
they gave ’em 42 months; he got bagged with that grip
word is bond, i was just right there
i’ve seen the judge’s face, military mind
i preached to n-gga “f-ck jakes”
the hip-hop could suck my d-ck
down right they trying to hate on us, destruct our clique
big joe was in the garden the night of sean bell death
had plans to k!ll a n-gga the minute sean bell left
trying to slant the victim’s characters for wrong you done
n-ggas scared to hang around me like “what’s wrong with un?”
but f-ck ’em, n-gga down to take bullets when we were leaving
and we don’t get mad we get even
before you violate my rights and start looking
sh-t is candid in the car you’re searching, i got footage

(chorus) prodigy

- prodigy of mobb deep

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