Prodigy of Mobb Deep
Rare Species (Modus Operandi)
[Havoc]
1-2, 1-2

[Prodigy]
Yo, however do you want, however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin' wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in '95, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya'll cats alive
Take your time, don't rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin' the cot down slow
But assuringly, spoon-feeding these
Starvin' ass heads catchin' shakes, fiendishly
I ball in this, word assortin' this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh

[Chorus: Havoc]
Yo, we the men for the operation
You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species
Catch us on your block or on your wide-screen tv's
From Jones Beach to overseas from over there
It's right back to the beats
Longevity and all the great-grandseeds eat
[Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin'
You never catch me sleepin', stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin' for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the remedy
Let 'em get a little cold, let 'em smell the tree smoke
Hit 'em with a blow and let nobody know
The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you move
Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that's the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you really think about it
Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin' bent up in a den
Sippin' gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something
That your not and that's not good my friend
On a personal, I ain't even feelin' you cats
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at
Son you know we passed that, get 'em outta here, cuz you could have that

[Prodigy]
Four pounds, stumbled off grounds
Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the times
Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin' guns
You could run or take the window, son
Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight's thump, we keep the house dope like [?]
We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and
Peers get jimmy, turnin' macks fully
Now they banded, court red-handed and got remanded, fought
A one to three for VOPin' in CCV
And send me on a tour to a state facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get released
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma
These kids started grillin' like they ready and willing
I gave 'em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, told my man, "look out"
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here
'72 like as if I was back on the tier
Hours of thinkin' about how I'mma tear they ass up out the basket
Belligerent glass heads, I'm bashing
No knowledge of the man nor his action
But class now is in session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat and don't flame it"
You playin' life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all karma and laws
What, speed on and get peed on
[Chorus: Havoc]
Yo, we the men for the operation
You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species
Catch us on your block or on your wide-screen tv's
From Jones Beach to overseas from over there
It's right back to the beats
Longevity and all the great-grandseeds eat