The Promise lyrics

by

Isaac Hayes


[Intro: Foxy Brown & Havoc]
Uh, uh-huh, Firm
Infamous, Brooklyn (Uh), QB

[Chorus: Foxy Brown, Foxy Brown & Havoc]
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink a eye, miss the comet, the calmness
It's not a threat, it's the promise

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown]
Who be the mahogany mami? The slanted eyes
Hold it down, Boogie, Fox, you b*tch n*ggas strip
You web n*ggas dead on, get f*cked and wet on
sh*tted on, I'm on the low, f*ckin' with don like Ronald
Thirty-inch, full Strano
Million, sophisticado, illy Movado
Firm's baby girl, my fam be my whole world
It figures 'cause she'd die for them n*ggas
Doe or die status, mama be the baddest
From Brooklyn to Queensbrige, it's pure havoc
Havoc, we on a job, f*ckin' with Mobb
They had the drop on 'em
The slanted eyes peep the rocks on 'em
He kinda jig' and he bubblin' big
Dig a hole holdin', Sos', watch his cash start foldin'
It's bet, though, twenty G craps wet though
Nas you shoulda seen the n*gga jet, though
Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin' all of my ass
It cost me, I threw the gas, thug n*gga turnin' real saucy
Firm lay low, I'ma play if you say so
So stay close like I'm 'bout to twist baby bro
I laid it down, went a couple of rounds and tried to flaunt him
I threw it on him, now he's right where I want him
[Verse 2: Havoc]
Got my mind in crooked ways, saturated up in Alizé
You ain't a threat, n*gga
So get big n*gga baby girl crossin' over, send your soldiers
Touch her, f*ck her, rush her, this world is colder
Like a day in December, 25th, son I got gift
For monkey motherf*ckers that wanna rip
Get your sh*t split, pushed back, grill that ass, don't look back
Respect this, like a Lexus repo man, I took that
Fry cats to death, dog, like shop I'm gonna set more
Handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords
Lights out, just pull the nines out
Let's find out, pointin' shook ones, they pointin' dimes out
It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled
My hand is full of fake n*ggas, opposition
Expensive intuition f*ck a rap competition
Gat expo, get a grip and never let go
The TEC blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That ass is wet though"
Triple P, paranoid plus petrol
Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal
Ghetto connections, Audi 4, take your section
You only get one chance, ain't no second guessin'
We blessin', peepin' your style, them never testin'
Lessons of life, walk the night with your weapon

[Chorus: Havoc, Havoc & Foxy Brown]
Son, it's the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness
It's not a threat, it's the promise
[Verse 3: Foxy Brown]
Fox Boogs, what up? They get the jack, what the f*ck?
Locked up, the thug n*gga took a L, n*gga b*tched up
The snake n*ggas slither like Jake, ain't all great
Ain't no threat, done f*ckin' with them n*ggas that's fake
They got though, pushin' a 850 auto
They sayin' nada, they know The Firm gettin' nachos
Cheddar like whatever, I see money frontin' in the land
I got him, I got me a f*ck and his man
Murderous mami, I threw the kiss, he was hist'
Ooh, shoulda seen that ill Rollie on his wrist
It seem like he f*ckin' with cream somethin' mean
You'll be straight with his eight and dead him on all his heron
Realistically, papi is history
Mami, I got this, chill papa, let me rock this
I'm f*ckin' with fours to cop this, let me plot this
Ice, he nuttin' nice, if he front, take his life
At the Shark Bar f*ckin' with Duke, him and his mans
Really frontin', boo, got on the red velour Fila suit
Here come my n*ggas now in the black Hummer stuntin'
Yeah, that's The Firm, jig the f*ck up and body somethin'
What up now, duke? His eyes cried from the inside
I seen all of his fears 'cause he about to fry
He looked at me through his right eye, was like
"Mami why?" I felt f*cked up, I can't lie
He was shook, 'Mega opened his chest, ain't nothin' left
But the sky blue land, and that n*ggas last breath, last breath
[Chorus: Foxy Brown]
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness
It's not a threat, it's the promise
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink an eye, miss the comet, the calmness
It's not a threat, it's the promise

[Outro: Foxy Brown]
Yeah, it's not a threat, uh
Mobb Deep, Havoc and Foxy
Duo, uh, to the death, baby
Firm, Escobar 600, Sosa, Mega, Ice
Grand Wiz, where you at, baby?
Queensbridge, Don 'pu
The whole Brooklyn, pretty boy
Mhm, yeah
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