Eye for a Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)

By Mobb Deep

On Back From Hiatus

Released on April 25, 1995

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[Produced by Havoc]


[Chorus: Prodigy]

As time goes by, an eye for an eye

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

So long as the sun shines to light up the sky

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

As time goes by, an eye for an eye

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

So long as the sun shines to light up the sky

We in this together, son, your beef is mines


[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Let me start from the beginnin', at the top of the list

Know wha'mean, Hav? Situation like this

Another war story from a thirsty young hustler

Won't trust ya, I'd rather bust ya

And leave your corpse for the cops to discover

While I be pimpin' in the Range Rover, all jewelled like Liberace

You watch me while Jakes tryna knock me and lock me

But I be on the low sippin' Asti Spumante

Niggas tried to creep on the side of my Jeep

Stuck the heat through the window, rocked they ass to sleep

Over a 3-pack — it was a small thing really, yeah

But keep lettin' them small things slide and be a failure

If I'm outta town, one of my crew'll take care of ya

The world is ours, and your team's inferior

You wanna bust caps? I get all up in your area

Kidnap your children, make the situation scarier

Life is a gamble, we scramble for money

I might crack a smile, but ain't a damn thing funny

I'm caught up in the dirt where your hands get muddy

Plus, the outcome turns out to be lovely

Got cheese in my pocket, hit off my main squeeze

Push back the sunroof, let the cold air breeze

Through the butter-soft leather upholstery

But mostly, keep the gat closely 'cause niggas wanna toast me


[Verse 2: Havoc]

Ayo, I gotta get mines, no matter what the consequences

Count all my blessings, add up my weapons

Cock back the gat and let my 9 serve purpose

Sling, do my thing, organize fiend servants

Tryna make a mill is stress, you know the deal

So we sling krills, get your cap peeled, 'cause everythin' is real

'Cause I wanna chill, laid up in a Jacuzzi

Sippin' bubbly, with my fingers on the Uzi

Try to infiltrate my fort, get caught

Dead up in New York, my brain is packed with criminal thoughts

Get your life lost, never found again, my friend

Mission completed, watch you drop in less than ten

On my road to the riches, hittin' snitches off with mad stitches

Your last restin' place'll be a ditch, kid!

No one can stop me — try, your style's sloppy

You wanna be me? You're just an imitation copy

My theme is all about makin' the green

Livin' up in luxury, pushin' phat whips and livin' comfortably


[Chorus: Prodigy]

As time goes by, an eye for an eye

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

So long as the sun shines to light up the sky

We in this together, son, your beef is mine


[Verse 3: Nas]

A drug dealer's dream: Stash cream, ki's on a triple beam

500 SL green, '95 nickle gleam

Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman

Tailor-made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend

Murderin', numbers on your head while I'm burglarin'

Shank is servin' 'em, what's up to all my niggas swervin' in

New York metropolis, the 'Bridge brings apocalypse

Shoot at the clouds, feels like the Holy Beast is watchin' us

Mad man, my sanity is goin' like a hourglass

Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryna bag grams

I got hoes that used to milk you

Niggas who could've killed you is down with my ill crew of psychos

Nas Escobar movin' on your weak production

Pumpin' corruption in the third world, we just bustin'! (Bustin')


[Verse 4: Raekwon]

Hold up and analyze — the wild cats sling cracks, they swing in Ac's

The new routines be my eyes

Blacks playin' corners, glancin' all up in your cornea

Corner ya, seen cats snatch monies up on ya

But late night, candlelight fiend with a crack pipe

It's only right, feelin' higher than an airplane, right?

Word, yo, I wanna get this money, then blow

Take my time, blast a nine, if you front, you go

Sip beers — the German ones, hand my guns to sons

Shaolin and Queensbridge — we robbin' niggas for fun

But still, write my will out to my seeds then build

Mahalia sing a tale, but the real, we still kill! (What?)

[Chorus: Nas & Raekwon, Nas]

As time goes by, an eye for an eye

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

So long as the sun shines to light up the sky

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

As time goes by, an eye for an eye

We in this together, son, your beef is mine

So long as the sunshine can light up the sky

We in this together, son, your beef is mine <ι>(is mine, is mine, is mine)


[Outro: Raekwon]

Uhhhh! Laid back, word up

Jus' bless 'em with the bulletproof

Mobb Deep, Nas, Chef creation

For yo' nation, yeah!