I’m Going Out lyrics

[Hook 1: Prodigy]
Going out n*gga
(Biiiig) Big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers cause automatics jam at the wrong time (I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching n*ggas with the buckle now f*ck it(I'm going out)
Like I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had guns to my kids f*ck it (going all out)

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo you know the type that style and sh*t that rise my di*k
Pop me a n*gga quicker than police
Leave more wombs than a whole room full of chicks
You running while I'm gunning cause you a b*tch
I heard n*ggas talking like they going to dead mines
I got enough guns we can make the headlines
I'm from a place where the realeast n*ggas get murdered
And the illest n*ggas try to avoid it
But can't call it
It's a cold world bundle up
Keep your heat on at all times
And never freeze up
And your eyes blink you could catch a hole in your tank
Have you leaking all over the place
Watch how you speak
And watch how you move through the streets
I got a mob with n*ggas with heat
We liable to squeeze 'fore we think
Breath 'fore is too late
Uph you f*cked up and got laid to sleep
[Hook 2: Prodigy, (Havoc)]
(I'm going out)
With big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers cause automatics jam at the wrong time (I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching n*ggas with the buckle now f*ck it (I'm going out)
Like I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if you had guns at my kids f*ck it (going all out)
For the big checks and large faces mansions
And my duns would do the same for me

[Verse 2: Havoc]
I'm going out like a n*gga that ain't never have nothing
f*ck it I ain't frontin'
If I want to know I got to go out like a navy seal
Label me ill you sling thrills
Meet you on top of the hills screaming dollar bill
Going out like a n*gga you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting patient and calm
Putting on everything that I love and stand for
Getting bent up in the pub 'till five in the morn
Going out like a n*gga with six days to live
And like a single parents raising a kid now that's a bid
Going out like a n*gga with sh*t touching his rib
You got more than nesessary dun a n*gga went dead
Going out for my n*ggas see this gat in my hand
You better back the f*ck up what part didn't you understand
Have a nine aimed straight at your thyroid glands
Must've not been really your men them n*ggas that ran (I'm going out)
[Hook 2]

[Verse 3: Lil' Cease]
We do it well, clip n*ggas like nails
Catch cases, skip bail
I lie before I ti-dell, die in a ci-del
Pop guns with the shi-dell, f*ck a b*tch 'til she yi-zell
Rap style Smoother than C.L., in the K on the DL
Line for line you can detail, choked more n*ggas than Sprewell
Rap style P.L.O., watch me blow, like tornadoes
Clear the block out with just an echo
Trust me, n*ggas don't want me see let go
n*ggas don't want to see the tech blow
Watch me move the crowd like techno music, n*gga
When it come to murder, you know we do it for the cause
f*ck relyin' on the law, ain't worth dyin' for
I rather die f*cking raw
Or walkin' on a mine in the cold war
My dogs got my shoulders, fatigued up machine guns
All my n*ggas soldiers
With big grenades, throw them in your rover
Send Prodigy to check the scene when it's over
n*ggas animals comin' back for leftovers (all out n*gga)

[Hook 2]
[Outro: Havoc]
I'm going out
I'm going out
I'm going out