Glitter N Glass lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy]
S'right
Yeah six
[?] all that, all that
Eight, nine
Ten, eleven
Infamous, G-Unit
We the future
I want y'all to know one thing (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Mobb Deep is, better than God, better than Jesus
More popular than Allah, in the hood, in the streets it's, only us
That these n*ggas'll listen to, our book is the new Bible
n*gga we the exception to the rules, we brake all the laws
We have no respect for authority (f*ck y'all) at all
There is nun but us, we run this sh*t
Can't believe 50 Cent gave millions to lunatics like H and P, place to be
Is G-Unit Records aybody want a piece
But aybody can't get a crumb
Cause when I tell Fifth not to sign to 'em they career is done
And all ya'll was laughin'
'Till ya heard my sh*t now ya suckin' my di*k wit a passion
Your mixtape wack sh*t
Won't make it past the Triborough Bridge, n*gga why you still rappin'?
Come on, die already or we gon' de-ice you
We don't even know you yeah and we don't like you
'Cause n*ggas cover they self with costume jewels
But when we step in the room they look like fools
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Baby everything that glitter is not ice
It's just glitz, glamor and lights
And liars, that's not a H Class
That ain't nuttin' but a nice piece of glass
You got that di*k, I got that sick
Chain with the nice piece, you got a nice piece of sh*t
You spendin' your rent money just to look like us
But we spend a whole lot more they can't keep up

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Ayo n*ggas ain't ready for the Mobb and G-U
Teach you [?] [?] gettin' them things through
Aim at your cap then sergeant, lieutenant
Say the wrong sh*t I'm shootin' give a f*ck who said it
n*ggas [?] [?] [?] let the liquor amp them
Stomp his ass out like they [?] of my anthem
Have him all f*cked up on the floor all crawlin'
I could get a n*gga touched and on the road tourin', yuh
Too many n*ggas, New York is a sweat box
Lead pop, get ya greasy hands full of [?] [?]
This ratchet in my hand yeah together in Wedlock
'Till death do us part or the feds knock, yeah n*gga
b*tches f*ck n*ggas, and so do the ratchet
All that back and forth beef sh*t now that sh*t is romantic
Only candles bein' lit is the one at your [?]
21 Gun salute? n*gga use this missiles
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Baby everything that glitter is not ice
It's just glitz, glamor and lights
And liars, that's not a H Class
That ain't nuttin' but a nice piece of glass
You got that di*k, I got that sick
Chain with the nice piece, you got a nice piece of sh*t
You spendin' your rent money just to look like us
But we spend a whole lot more they can't keep up