Survival of the Fittest

Yeah, sendin' this one out

To my man Killa B

No doubt, indeed, where that weed?

You know I'm sayin'?

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 cop's 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 **** depressed

So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess

God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll

And to 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 is 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, only the strong

I'm trapped in between two worlds, tryna to get dough, you 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-o lurkin', no time to get lost in the system

**** 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, it's difficult

While on the streets, I try to maintain

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

Some **** 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 worse and 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' Ls, 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, strong survive (Thug life, we still livin' it)

Open your eyes and get wise

Look alive, in ninety-five, word up

Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed

You know what I'm sayin'?

Mobb Deep and all that