Play IV Keeps

Lyrics

[Intro: Method Man] Ha! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah One-time [Verse 1: Method Man] Yo, never liked son from day one Bring you through, that nigga stick you and play dumb Hate a bitch-ass, who care where you came from? You ain't prepared for when the pain come This nigga scared, shook to death from a cold stare Stuntin', knowin' my brothers fiend to do you somethin' over here We head huntin', in the function I smell fear Adrenaline start pumpin', I Smash Pumpkins Hard Rock be in the Café Tear the club up, and anyone that try to judge us The last days, makin' sure I get the last say In the food chain, is you predator or prey? If you featherweight, lyrics blow your back, crack your vertebrae Lookin' for a better way to get my point across Thoughts accelerate at the same speed of the murder rate Lord, never perpetrate a fraud 'Til my nigga Carlton Fisk, see the boss, truly yours, Mr. Mef [Verse 2: Streetlife] Life's a snippet, one-way ticket Time tickin' fast, blink, you might miss it Schemin' on Street shit, you might catch fifty stitches Body bag sprayed up, buried in muddy ditches I Play IV Keeps, bust heat, you catch cold feet My rap sheet speak for itself, concrete Evident, Killah Hill resident, double dart agent Secret intelligent, my rap style's flagrant [Chorus: Streetlife] Feel the sting of a Killa Bee Johnny Blaze, Streetlife, Deck and Mobb Deep Play IV Keeps in the city that you never sleep Pay attention, ain't no shittin' where you gotta eat We hold it down! [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] I move like Mad Max across the wasteland One hand holds the head of the last brave man Made man, Cuban Link chain of command Authorized fam', hot like Sahara sand My live team turn the club to a crime scene High beams flash, promoters die behind C.R.E.A.M.  Get your face blown, might face the chrome We take this more serious than just a poem [Verse 4: Havoc] I think about a lot of shit, especially when I'm bent About the foul shit goin' on in my life, current event It's evident I smoke a cigarette down to Brownsville Thinkin' to myself, "How many lives must my pound kill?" Hopefully none, ain't the one to give chase Hemmed by Jake, worryin' who might turn state So I chill, put my killer niggas on the battlefield On the low, plottin' silent murderer, never doubt still Never follow beef, hey, beef follow me Wanna settle in the court? I say settle in the streets Like our pops did it, you got gats? Get hot with it Now you dry snitchin' because you got knocked with it I just rock with it, go with the flow, think for a hot minute Stash my dough secure the funds of profit [Verse 5: Prodigy] Yo, extreme rhyme niggas, you're wastin' your time Fuckin' with my niggas, extraordinary line swishin' Your mind out position, tryin' to figure this shit Rewind it and listen quick, you might miss this Olympic, rap javel-on, travel beyond your weak song Doin' this for too long to not come strong You're only a pawn of Viet Dong Tryna form against mines, you must've just been born Secluded on a distant farm This is the real world where niggas get shot and shanked Where there's tremendous pain, you get your frame inflamed Crushed to dust by the next man's clutch It's Infamous, you fucks, intense rap lust [Chorus: Streetlife] Feel the sting of a Killa Bee Johnny Blaze, Streetlife, Deck and Mobb Deep Play IV Keeps in the city that you never sleep Pay attention, ain't no shittin' where you gotta eat We hold it down! Stand strong on our two feet We all ready for a war here, fuck peace! What? Feel the sting of a Killa Bee Johnny Blaze, Streetlife, Deck and Mobb Deep Play IV Keeps in the city that you never sleep Pay attention, ain't no shittin' where you gotta eat We hold it down! Stand strong on our two feet We all ready for a war here, fuck peace! [Outro] One-two One-two Check, one-two Yeah