In the Long Run (Letra)

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(Chorus / Havoc):
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Let’s start the warfare….

(Ty Nitty):
Yo Ty Nitty, airforce one’s call up my duns
Got more niggas seeds on sesame buns
Caught a body on the run
You don’t want none, lump some
Exort niggas for they lump sum no doubt
Proceed,where that weed indeed
Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you bleed

(Havoc):
My whole mission, like a platoon take position
Ain’t goin in if my clique can’t get in
That’s word to mines have you stressed like jail time
Get that loot up, no doubt I bail mines
Easy access
Shorty straight up hit the mattress
Have you role playin just like a actress
My tactics leavin niggas stuck doin back flips
I black out
Take it to the gats
Fuck this rap shit
Let my niggas shine
Rate my rhymes like a dime

Swollen bullet wounds, head ass niggas

(Prodigy):
Yo,
Who’s the one to be made into example
Nigga you pop shit wit the wrong guys this time
What! (gunshots)
My mobb’ll get on top ya, topple ya
Like a fall guy you fell down clown
Heard some four pound sound my ’86 style now (gunshot)
Ten years later still hold a firm ground
Nigga P thugly
Enter the ring wit something for anyone who wanna play gun
What up G?
I’ll clap you stop in your tracks, how about that?
Now analyze these cats wit live nigga rap
You seen strapped, came outside all hype wit gats
Got juiced up, now bishop think he thuggin it black pimp
Let’s rap a taste
You get your little head pinched off
Brooklyn touched you, then left you for Queens to finish off
Fuck a —– Keith Murray and his whole clique
Yea, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that bullshit
Told you come around the corner, no police and no witnesses
Little to your knowledge
You almost got shot but that’s aiight though
I’m a catch ya ass again
You fuckin immigrant —— for two cent
My Mobb runnin shit you fuckin Carlton Ave coward
The forecast call for gray skies and gun showers

(Chorus / Havoc):
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

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In the long run (Letra)

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She writes him a letter to see how he’s doing
She’s stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing
The light from the window flows through her graying hair
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does care

‘Cause in the long run the story’s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He sits in the park in the dark by his favourite tree
His mind is all lost in a haze of how things used to be
She carried him so far but then had to let him go
He wanted one more chance at least to let her know

‘Cause in the long run the heat grows cold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He doesn’t do much now, just sits by the window light
His hair is so long and his unshaven face so white
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is blowing outside
His eyes now see magic around him at most times

‘Cause in the long run the story’s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

She walks in the morning, it’s best before seven
It’s that time of day that seems closest to heaven
She finds herself dancing and singing songs out loud
Songs from her childhood suddenly come around

‘Cause in the long run the farm gets sold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He’s ready to go now, he’s done with his living
He’s gone where he’s going, he gave what he’s giving
The thousand and one times, he (said?) before dinner
The thousand and two times, (their lives?) growing thinner

‘Cause in the long run the story’s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

In The Long Run (Letra)

Mobb Deep

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* (bonus track on cd-rom)

(chorus / havoc):
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Let’s start the warfare….

(ty nitty):
Yo ty nitty, airforce one’s call up my duns
Got more niggas seeds on sesame buns
Caught a body on the run
You don’t want none, lump some
Exort niggas for they lump sum no doubt
Proceed,where that weed indeed
Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you bleed

(havoc):
My whole mission, like a platoon take position
Ain’t goin in if my clique can’t get in
That’s word to mines have you stressed like jail time
Get that loot up, no doubt i bail mines
Easy access
Shorty straight up hit the mattress
Have you role playin just like a actress
My tactics leavin niggas stuck doin back flips
I black out
Take it to the gats
Fuck this rap shit
Let my niggas shine
Rate my rhymes like a dime

Swollen bullet wounds, head ass niggas

(prodigy):
Yo,
Who’s the one to be made into example
Nigga you pop shit wit the wrong guys this time
What! (gunshots)
My mobb’ll get on top ya, topple ya
Like a fall guy you fell down clown
Heard some four pound sound my ’86 style now (gunshot)
Ten years later still hold a firm ground
Nigga p thugly
Enter the ring wit something for anyone who wanna play gun
What up g?
I’ll clap you stop in your tracks, how about that?
Now analyze these cats wit live nigga rap
You seen strapped, came outside all hype wit gats
Got juiced up, now bishop think he thuggin it black pimp
Let’s rap a taste
You get your little head pinched off
Brooklyn touched you, then left you for queens to finish off
Fuck a —– keith murray and his whole clique
Yea, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that bullshit
Told you come around the corner, no police and no witnesses
Little to your knowledge
You almost got shot but that’s aiight though
I’m a catch ya ass again
You fuckin immigrant —— for two cent
My mobb runnin shit you fuckin carlton ave coward
The forecast call for gray skies and gun showers

(chorus / havoc):
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns

Cause in the long run we could be on son
It’s on son
Extra cash just for more guns