The Learning (Burn) lyrics

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Yo, it be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin' is ifitty
Slugs that leave n*ggas drugged like a chick slipped the Mickey
I'm so on the low, it'd take a Navy Seal to get me
When I surface, if not chips, the vengeance the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin'
'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin'
n*ggas never learnin', let they eyes keep lurkin'
Have ya janitor pumpin' your X5 murkin'
Skid marks the street, heart skips a beat
Beef? n*gga, overcook that meat!
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent ink
Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that 'cause forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em
Some love me, some hate me, b*tches in the head beatin' 'em
n*ggas wanna ride by the crib all slow
We clap, motherf*cker! Want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin' when the MAC blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink, watch how quick life pass you

[Chorus x2: Vita]
What's wrong with motherf*ckers? When will they ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned
f*ckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of
[Verse 2: Big Noyd]
Let me tell you how it's goin' down! It's on now!
n*ggas used to love me, now they wanna hate me now
I'm that same n*gga with the TEC, holdin' the spot down
Except, I'm pushin' a Lex, lettin' the top down
But wait! You don't think I live a pop life now?
'Cause hey! You could get popped right now
Me don't play, I keep a gun around my way
'Cause I'm a f*ckin' drama king like my n*gga Kay Slay
Sex, drugs, money and murder all day
It's rules, guidelines and codes we obey
Don't even trip, IMD the set I claim
Infamous Mobb Deep, n*gga, ready to bang
n*gga don't think sh*t stink? The sh*t hit the fans
So I don't slip, I'mma sh*t with my gun in my hand
It's a thug thing, y'all n*ggas wouldn't understand and
Y'all keep guns we keep our sh*t bangin'

[Chorus: Vita]
What's wrong with motherf*ckers? When will they ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned
f*ckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
You a b*tch-ass n*gga, I'll have you killed
All they had was your picture at the funeral
No caskets, you bast*rds be missin'
My jewels, my whip, my rims we b*tchin'
My guns be the heat that'll make you blister
My mens, my Timbs'll stomp you n*ggas
No sh*t, no clip, don't f*ck with us
It's no problem, I bring it to the best of them
From the old to the new and the rest of them
No love, just slugs for ya body, dunn!
Just pain, just sufferin' and worst than that
You let me get my hands on you so I'm takin' advantage
And that sh*t that you pulled ain't do me no damage
You don't know me, n*gga, but we 'bout to change that sh*t!!
Wrap that n*gga up like a package
f*ck all them n*ggas; buck all them faggots!
[Chorus x2: Vita]
What's wrong with motherf*ckers? When will they ever learn?
Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned
f*ckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

[Outro: Vita]
Yeah, QB! (Yeah!)
Mobb Deep! Dola
It's goin' down, we're takin' over
Vita, gettin' this dough
We don't call it Murda for nothin' (Murda! Murda, Murda!)
I'll send you on, Prodigy, Big Noyd, Havoc
Yeah, y'all see us, it ain't a game
Yeah.. oh.. come on.. ah-ha.. yeah.. you see us