Pour The Henny (Explicit)

Pour The Henny (Explicit) - Mobb Deep/Nas

Composed by：A. Johnson/K. Muchita/N. Jones

Produced by：Havoc

Yeah yo yeah uh

Lord forgive me pour the Henny

Punish many my word bond

Not James Bond the money penny

Talk friendly or the Desi make confetti

In the cut like machete 'til I'm ready

QB baby we rise to the occasion

Didn't know niggas is soon to be awakened

Out they sleep with the truth in they faces

Yellin' fuck the world I'm out here makin' new races

Middle finger to a racist

Hear 'em out tell a coward take ten paces

Limestone over the body no traces

Just the basics the other way fake shit

Stay gripped life my main bitch protect that

Tell you what it is just that you-ain't-gotta-guess rap

Everything a lesson to a fool it's a setback

Shorty love my style guess where she keep her legs wrapped nigga

Middle finger to our enemies

I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony

Yeah open season open sesame

Anybody violate gotta give 'em all the best of me

Doin' shit that I wouldn't ordinarily

I'm laid back 'til they came back with that jealousy

But this music is my therapy

Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I'll make you all memories

Writin' in my nocturnal journal to a dark beat

On a cold dark night I came up with these

Four hundred words that best describe me

And my lifestyle I'm not like you I'm unique

In the twilight I shine bright and get my mind right

I was born under the full moon

And I'll die starin' up at the cosmos

Laid out 'til my heart come to a stop and then my eyes close

I lived a full life don't cry for me

A real-life king of New York the top of the heap

I did songs with Mary J Blige my nigga

Mariah Carey Big Pun and Nas my nigga

I did tours with Biggie Smalls my nigga

Eminem 50 Cent I did it all my nigga

The shows the hotels and the afterparties

When that sun goes down yeah the moon shine for me 'cause yeah

Middle finger to our enemies

I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony

Yeah open season open sesame

Anybody violate gotta give 'em all the best of me

Doin' shit that I wouldn't ordinarily

I'm laid back 'til they came back with that jealousy

But this music is my therapy

Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I'll make you all memories

You could be bored to death or either die laughin'

Both while you still livin' hopeful in high fashion

Talk what I been through in life what I encountered

It's sorta like blowin' a trumpet makin' announcements

A sermon that's disturbin' to a serpent

A blessin' to anyone in attendance as soon as you hear the verbiage

I'm mister throw your frame in a stretcher if you deserve it

Reverse prophetic I saw your truth hittin' in verses

Whatever come out of satan mouth is a lie perverted

It's hell out here so keep God close on purpose

Life is a small hill to a mountain climber

I'm a ten-time champion real-life survivor

I've been on the ropes a few times

Probably been almost smoked a few times

But everything will evolve in due time due time

I know that this ending is not the end

Just some new beginnings for P we pour out some Hen' yeah we miss you

Middle finger to our enemies

I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony

Yeah open season open sesame

Anybody violate gotta give 'em all the best of me

Doin' shit that I wouldn't ordinarily

I'm laid back 'til they came back with that jealousy

But this music is my therapy

Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I'll make you all memories