Kanye and we have M O B B, yo, yeah   It's like that calm before the storm, you know   C'mon drop that, yeah, uh-huh   Just throw your hands in the air, yeah yo      I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear it's crystal   I air before you only get stronger the things, you been through   I don't kill you that's what it'll do   Run with a few multiple-scribed, they say we belong in a fuckin' zoo   We done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love   Often above them cowards and them so called thugs   When we come through respect is there, 'coz we demand it   Know the Mobb is in the building, we officially landed      Keep your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't stand us   Try to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the cameras   Cock the cannons but shorty just keep dancin'   'Coz it might be a chance that it won't pop off   If it do stay close to the wall, we gettin' it on   You about to witness fellas who gifted in brawl   My homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you off   This southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross      So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down   Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma   We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on   With the girls and me and my mans      There's only few things I die for   Infamous my family, this money, sonny I hit the sky for   We don't take time off, we take rhymes off   Come with somethin' better than that, to blow your mind more   Gettin our shine on, I think this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb   Rain on your parade and you can thank God   Or you can thank P, for simply not squeezin'   Really it wasnt called for, and you don't want it      To call for it, don't play my gun, it go off   Inside of your head oops, niggaz be dead   Then we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gas   Out there like the concord   I show you how to get murdered   And the cops never catch on   I show you how to do songs, then after than show   You how to do them contracts and get yours      So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down   Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma   We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on   With the girls and me and my mans      So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down   Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma   We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on   With the girls and me and my mans      We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'mon   You know that thing in the stash box   Ready to pop bast in the spot you stunt   You know we gon' lock ass   Inevitable, can't control them slugs   Came from a place, that shape and mold them thugs   Flood the block with nothin' but that gangsta shit   Y'all dead on that, now take ya miss, bitch      It's plain to see, that you could never snake me   I never let the grass grow past my Nikes   Summertime in our wife beats, boiled this brick outside   With thermo shirts underneath tees   I stalely keep a mack on me, and let people   Try and contest Mobb Deep, uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon      So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down   Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma   We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on   With the girls and me and my mans      Yeah M O B Baby   Just throw up your hands   0-4 Kanye   Flip it out my nigga