Artist: Infamous Mobb f/ UN Album: Blood Thicker Than Water Vol. 1 Song: The Future Typed by: DaSun Akbar [G.O.D. Father Part III] I'm hung, the kid needs money by the millions I'm a get it, and split it wit the family, handle business Bare witness, Reality Rap, see how we live it? Know we spit it, and give it to the world through our lyrics when you hear it Comin' through the speakers We roll up like the cheeba taker, deep pole of that ether IM3 Infamous, UN be the feature Fresh out the pops like a new pair of sneakers Hundred thousand dollars beepers, it gets deeper Street sweepers, AK's, them big heaters Take off ya top, get dropped down It's easy from the hood where is greasy Y'all cowards best believe me [UN] I represent the dirt, filth, scum of the Earth Land two head shots, one in your shirt Sets breathe envy, cribs gets built Wives get left lives, kids get killed 'Gnac get thrown back like Fabulous closet See niggaz get shot, stabbed, and 'napped in the projects Seen coke get turned over like sliced up apples Chill, them bitches bottle dawg, they might buss at you Far Rockaway to QB front and stunt on us My killers rep IM3 wit guns on us And I don't really know what type of haze y'all smokin' But, niggaz like you keep the graveyard open (Chorus) Ty Nitty From Far Rockaway, QB, we the future We spit the truth every time we step in the booth Reality Rap, that's all we know Money, guns, drugs, and ho's [Ty Nitty] Nigga is when they get it in the worst way All ya cowards die slow, y'all can't stop our flow I ain't tryna go back to the block sellin' crack I'd rather fall back in rap, get paid off that Catch me at the shows, bent off 'gnac Chasin' wit hypnotic, we got broads exotic IM3 we got it lock Big chains and crosses, Nitty the enforcer Gambino will yap you, G.O.D. will clap you Fuck outta here, ya not in our league Your minor, we major, we large Big uneven drugs, you know we on our job [Big Gambino] Yo we here to break the plate Roll deep like Jakes Bounce state-to-state Do shows for cake Y'all niggaz better come straight Or razors to ya face We move like Kuwait and ready to attack Join full to the top wit my brother law like COPS I'm bound to get knocked and do a little time Ain't nuttin' wrong in doin' a little crime Get ya pockets right, so you can live fine Reality Rap dunn, I"m gon' get mine So I can cop a crib and lay in wit a dime My name the Big Twin but you can call me Slime That walk wit that limp, from that big nine (Chorus) Ty Nitty 2x