Back at You lyrics

[Intro: Havoc]
No doubt

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Stainless steel gats, that never rust, fin' to bust
You get touched, blessed with the real side of life
Just enough, you couldn't fight it with your strongest mic
Laid down, n*gga eyes visualize bad reception
Major interference to your upper-body section
I travel like a two-two bullet
Throughout your body, repped to the fullest
Queensbridge representin'
Presentin' the hollow tip crew
Loose lips sink ships, you talk sh*t — I follow through
Once the kite is sent, I might get bent, but still plan it
No second thoughts, 'cause my conscience is demandin'
From all the bloodshed (Bloodshed), I leave that mug red (Mug red)
I'm like cancer, can't catch me 'cause I done spread (Done spread)
Doorknob dead, enough said, from the scene I fled
With the paranoid thoughts runnin' 'round my head
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you said? I'll be right back!
With the gat, and terror, end your motherf*ckin' era
Your shorty set you up, you better dead her
Hunger for the cheddar, big Benz or better
Amaretto sours, alcohol consumption
While you runnin', we thumpin'
Due to the fact The Infamous is bumpin'
Ice grill, son, you frontin'!
[Chorus: Havoc]
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Welcome to the fact that.. here, take that
Right back at you, I'm goin at Duke, I already ran through
Wasn't hard to capture, what is it that you goin' after?
(What is it? What is it?) My forty-fifth'll make your clothes damper
Put in the hamper, the fabulous Infamous movin' stainless
Crimes heinous, to all my n*ggas — hold your bangers
Live in action, if you were dapped then relax then
The f*ck you say? I'll be right back with MAC's then
Blastin', tearin' up your FILA fashion
Give him what he askin', fill you in on what happened
Back at the cabin, be at the round table plannin'
To spread team across planet, expand sh*t
Slap a n*gga open handedly style, somethin' foul
For tryin' to slow down, my cash pile a hundred miles (So what?)
I can recall the days, juvenile, crime pay
Fourteen years old, shorty from 'round way
Brick-ass cold, still pump from night to day
But why did my life have to be this way?
I rock Velour suits, flavors like mixed fruits, my loot get recouped
Razors in my shoe 'case they try to troop me to the Island
I'm known for start wildin'
Back in New York, my soldiers got the cash piled and
Peep this, throwin' blows on some nose-and-teeth sh*t
So much drama, who the f*ck knows we got beef with?
Lift you up off your feet like ski lift
Pull back the big fifth for n*ggas who riff, them n*ggas you with
Then I'm on the next flight, gettin' bent in the clouds
On my way down South for international crowds
[Interlude: Prodigy]
Word up, word up, son
We gotta get this motherf*ckin' money, kid
Knahmsayin'? What up, kid? f*ck that, son

[Chorus: Havoc]
A-yo, it's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back!
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back
(f*ck that, yo! Word to mother, yo)
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back!
It's like that! War — project n*ggas strike back (Infamous, n*gga)
It's on! What the f*ck you say? I'll be right back! (Infamous)

[Outro: Prodigy]
Black Mac, word up, word up
Yo, the mad action, gun relaxin', pump, yo!
Check it out, son, word up!
Project n*ggas strike back, it's like that!