Intro:      Yeah, what? '96   One two, one two, nine-double-tre   Infamous Mobb up in this, Infamous Mobb   up in this shit, *?nine car?* to the year 2 G   We're all set like this, to my nigga Kicko   Yo, y'all, Gambino, godfather      (Ty Knitty)      I tell my nigga Kicko, back in the world again   Slash dove slash player hater   We strive for action, breakin nigga's knees for cheese   Seems I gotta redeem, puncture your chest   til I see flesh and bleed   Then I all set, set   things correct, balance weight, no escape   It's the Infamous Mobb to the year 2 G   My fam will be known throughout the universe   Comin right back, back down to Earth   Goddamn it, just planned it   Got my ho bitches slanted, my seed I planted   Another life I give, Ty Knitty   A visible shield, trife or deal   Dun, is life for real? Conquered and peeled (yeah)   or you end up crimed at will, only the real   Reality is trife by forcefield, but I shield   Police guns'll blast, little late to stab at your hi-ide   Under fire you fold, under fire you fold, nigga      (Scarface)      For all my team locked, locked inside facilities   Penitentiaries, steady livin in misery   intensively, then I strike you mentally then physically   Infamously rap the QBC   Convincively I can advance Dee, it's a prophecy   Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany      (Gambino)      I got my nigga ???? black, killer black in the world again   Holdin me down with 4 pounds   Legendary crown, Scarface and Gambino   Two grimeys, word life combined one is in my body, dun   Now we're livin life as one   [Yo son, (yo son), I gotta stop threadin on that shit, man, word up!]   But we trapped on this planet til the day that we die   Ain't no way to escape sight from my twin eye   Above my unlaw, juice from the wines   Far side only to see with Mobb eye   Genuine shine, left blind by bright light   Strike like Navy SEALS seen with dark light   with the 'seal gat lace black for combat   (Lace black for combat, combta, nigga, combat, nigga)      (Scarface)      Twenty four lie, Southport I support   all my niggas li-locked down for life   Keep ya head tight, cap front, hit em up right   Icepick-like gat keepin sick, cock, safety of   Steady, five Berreti ready   to chop or get chopped, son, don't let nobody know   Go handle your business, champion winner   Victorious, leavin you questionin this with medicine   curin your soul, takin control of the situation   Situated at hand, we expand like coke land   Fool proof plan, like the gingerbread man   catch me if you can, on the run, fugitive fled   Flee to be free, carcerated from my Queensbridge family   *?Tee-na?* beats ta expand   Lakin Luchiano feedin DJ Benny   Rock free hop top top, ta-ta George ????   Cliff Diggity my niggity   Fat Mom mouldy rap and Tee ya get ya mouth flee   Duggidge, JL, *?why too young?*? Go hire two   Old time Fake Lou, Tee cut the groups   Green Eyes and Nickel, Tee-lord, we no be no part   Tee go gun knot slingin panties, go   send his ass back to Puerto Rico   Jakes on terror, do black skins   All my men...      Chorus:      Life is tragic (tragic)   Back in the world once again (once again)   Tryin ta make a million times ten (times ten)   Friends, how many of us have them?   Grow with, this cat had the clap on the Infamous Mobb   In the world once again (no question)   Tryin ta make a million times ten   Friends, how many of us have them? (Have them)   On locked, Dee, cos Dee's bagged them