Mac 10 Handle lyrics

by

Prodigy of Mobb Deep


[Intro: Prodigy]
The best in the business
Yeah, it's about that time, you heard?
We the best, n*gga, we back, n*gga

[Hook: Prodigy]
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone wit my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone wit my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo
By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet proof on run, flats late at the night I'mma look for Cuz
Just ride through his hood, when I see that chump
I'mma jump out the truck, and dump my gun
You ain't neva been do it, so you scared of that kinda sh*t
Hit me on a song and say - "P pop a lot off sh*t"
Too much of that Gangsta Muzik, nah this reality rap
I really go through it, in interrogation rooms, I don't crack
n*gga I don't got none for ya, talk to my lawyer
sh*t, nowadays is hard to kill
Be careful where you pull that trigger they got you on film
They got eyes in the sky, we under surveillance
That On Star on your car track everywhere you've been
Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and peak inside my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the weed
In my rear view mirror each car they follow me
So I bust rights and lefts, lefts and rights
'Til I stop seeing those Impala headlights
Then I circle my block to make sure it's smooth
Before I go upstairs to my four corner room
[Hook: Prodigy]
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room, staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone with my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room, staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone with my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas

[Verse 2]
I be alone in my hot-ass room
Smokin' dope loading bullets in my clip for you
I ain't even wiping my sweat, it's keepin' me cool
I ain't even sweating you n*ggas—I'ma find you
Eventually it happens like this
At the club with his boys, at the mall with his b*tch
n*gga think it's gon' be a fight? Psh! HA!
Death comes to those who wind me up
And you could beg me to stop, but I just keep
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you fast asleep
Like a baby (Son wake up) ain't no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too hasty
I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front Jesus, Mary & Joseph
(Oh My God!) If that's what it is, n*gga I'mma live
You not playin' me like the neighbourhood b*tch (Ayo Mary?)
[Hook: Prodigy]
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room, staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone with my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas
I sit alone in my dirty-ass room, staring at candles
High on drugs
All alone with my hand on the Mac 10 handle
Scheming on you n*ggas

[Break: Prodigy (Edwin Starr)]
Yea that's right; you know how we do it n*gga (Uh-huh)
I sit up all night and plot on your head (Oh we comin')
It's not a f*ckin' game (We comin', we comin' n*gga)
Oh we comin' n*gga believe that
{If he should happen to write your name down}
We runnin' around gettin' this money on tour
You'know'what'I'm'sayin'? {Should he speak out}
I really ain't got time for you b*tch ass n*ggas
But um... this weekend I got some time
You'know'what'I'm'sayin'? I might just put some work in
(Yea we could fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's like they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you n*gga
I don't give a f*ck who you wit, daytime, where the f*ck we at
You betta stop, drop and roll n*gga (Uh-huh)
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, that's right
Scheming on you, n*gga, Mac 10 handle
[Outro]
[Prodigy sample from; The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side)]
["I use to drive AC and kept a Mac in the engine"]
"Is this is it baby? Have you heard of a dude named...?"
["Yo it's the P"]
"Isn't it that stingy mothaf*cka?"
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