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the G.O.D.

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[Prodigy & (Havoc) of Mobb Deep] Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack a rare world premier Shook individual bounce in blind fear Scared to death niggas fall to they worst fear Horror tales in Braille for vision impaired You looking for P, well, you can find him everywhere In a project near you, I'll be right there I was brought up and taught to have no fear (Now) Live wire niggas they behind me in the rear (Now) Cowardly hearts, step aside, stand clear (Clear) My bloodthirsty niggas got they eyes on you (You) QBC, lime Bacardi, Godfather Pt. III On some hashish, to Embassy Suite, crash your party [Chorus: Mobb Deep] Yo, it's the G.O.D. Father Pt. III
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