Survival of the Fittest

Yeah, sendin' this one out

To my man, Killer B

No doubt indeed

Where that weed?

Nomsayin'?

That old real shit

There's a war goin' on outside, no man is safe from

You could run, but you can't hide forever

From these streets that we done took

You walkin' with your head down, scared to look

You shook, 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks

They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town

It's similar to Vietnam

Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops' control

They better have the riot gear ready

Tryin' to bag me and get rocked steady

By the MAC one-double, I touch you

And leave you with not much to go home with

My skin is thick, 'cause I be up in the mix of action

If I'm not at home, puffin' lye, relaxin'

New York got a nigga depressed

So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess

God bless my soul

Before I put my foot down and begin to stroll

Into the drama I built

And all unfinished beef, you will soon be killed

Put us together, it's like mixin' vodka and milk

I'm goin out blastin', takin' my enemies with me

And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me

Lord, forgive me

The Hennessy got me not knowin' how to act

I'm fallin' and I can't turn back

Or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black

That I can't say, so it's left a untold fact

Until my death, my goal's to stay alive

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive

Yo, yo, we livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (thug life, we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin' to get dough

Y'know, when the dough get low, the jewels go

But never that, as long as fiends smoke crack

I'll be on the block hustlin', countin' my stacks

No doubt, watchin' my back and proceed with caution

Five-oh lurkin', no time to get lost in the system

Niggas usin' fake names to get out quick

My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces

I live a world where squads hit the block hard

Ask my man Twin when he got bagged

That fucked me up, God, but shit happens for a reason

You find out who's your true peoples

When you're upstate, bleedin'

You can't find a shorty to troop your bid with you

Hit with a two to four is difficult

Wild on the streets, I try to maintain

Tight with my loot, 'cause hoes like to run game

Some niggas like to trick, but I ain't with that trickin' shit

I'm like a Jew, savin' dough, so I can big whip

Pushin' a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet

No matter how much loot I get

I'm stayin' in the projects forever

Jakes on the blocks we out-clever

If beef, we never separate and pull together

When worse comes to worst, my peoples come first

Try to react and get them motherfuckin' feelings hurt

My crew's all about loot, fuck lookin' cute!

I'm strictly Timb boots and Army certified suits

Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin' the smell

In the Bridge, gettin' down, it ain't hard to tell

You better realize

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (thug life, we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive (we still livin' it)

We livin' this 'til the day that we die

Survival of the fit, only the strong survive

Open your eyes and get wise

Look alive, in '95, word up

Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed

Nomsayin'? Mobb Deep and all that