Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2 by Prodigy of Mobb Deep Lyrics

Quote from the song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2” by Prodigy of Mobb Deep

Yeah-yeah
Growing up niggas were murdered for no reason
We just wanna pop our guns, we was just beastin'
All up in the streets and Black was the worst
That was Hav' brother, we called 'em Killa
Killa had an obsession for popping unexpected
He would just pop off when you wouldn't expect it
High shot 'em in his head, shit Killa ran home
Took some advil and pulled the bullet out on his own
A real nigga made of stone, we don't budge
We just stick to the script, when the Ds question us
Killa got knocked for a body and *Pump* snitched on 'em
The next thing you know Killa came home Muslim
Huh, we ain't mad at cha' like the Mack-to-the-10
Too much and he's back at it again
Like the Scarface Twinz
I seen this nigga cut a nigga up so bad I had to stop looking

LyricsWord.com

Can you finish lyrics of the song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2” based on this quote?

If you can't then the lyrics will be below ...

Official Music Video Song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2”

Prodigy of Mobb Deep - “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2” (Official Video Clip)

This video clip of Prodigy of Mobb Deep will answer the following questions:

• What song samples Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2?
• Where is Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2 music video clip?
• Who was in the Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2 official music video?
• Who sang the popular song Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2?
• What is the meaning of the song Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2?

Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2”

• Produced: The Alchemist
• Written: Prodigy of Mobb Deep
• Label: Voxonic Records
• Mastered at: Sterling Sound Studio
• Mastering Engineer: Tom Coyne
• Release Date: April 22, 2008

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2” Released in 2008

[Favorite Song Lyrics: song “Veteran's Memorial Pt. 2” with perfect lyrics for karaoke]

[Prodigy]

Yeah-yeah
Growing up niggas were murdered for no reason
We just wanna pop our guns, we was just beastin'
All up in the streets and Black was the worst
That was Hav' brother, we called 'em Killa
Killa had an obsession for popping unexpected
He would just pop off when you wouldn't expect it
High shot 'em in his head, shit Killa ran home
Took some advil and pulled the bullet out on his own
A real nigga made of stone, we don't budge
We just stick to the script, when the Ds question us
Killa got knocked for a body and *Pump* snitched on 'em
The next thing you know Killa came home Muslim
Huh, we ain't mad at cha' like the Mack-to-the-10
Too much and he's back at it again
Like the Scarface Twinz
I seen this nigga cut a nigga up so bad I had to stop looking

(Chorus) Prodigy X2
I miss the dead, I wish the dead
Would please come back, I need ya help
And everybody that got somebody deceased
I know you feel the same
Their spirit gon' live through me

[Prodigy]

Listen, I light a candle on your death and birthday
Lord have mercy it seems you cursed me with a life of pain
All I do is strain, everyday a struggle, everyday it rain
Even when the sun's shining, they say that's when God crying
Dark clouds hanging over my head
May lightning strike me down if I'm lying
I miss my pops; all I got is lonely tear drops
And memories of him teaching me to hurt people with my bare hands
And how to shoot people
I remember me and him stuck a jewelry store
He did the sticking; I was in the get-a-way car
Pops came out with a big bag full of jewelry
We had a high speed chase with Nassau County
I was eight years old, my pops was drama
They locked him up and sent me home to mama

(Chorus) Prodigy X2

[Prodigy]

Thinking back it was me and

[E]

-Moneybags up in Champion Motor
I was Ferrari dreaming, E copped the Navigator
On the way there and back, he told me about the jux
Him and Troy took the niggas for their shine and had 'em shook
And how he killed Black Just but he meant to hit Preme
Shot up the nigga Rover over by the Coliseum
I remember laying up fucked up in the hospital
Troy and Bags would visit; Troy had Sickle-cell
Me and him use to kick it and Bag's baby moms died giving birth
Cause of Sickle-cell problems
And Shamik from Lefrak would bring me Red Lobster
I never knew they was coming, they would just pop up
My niggas; you stunt on us, we shoot people
Straight like that, no half step, I eat you
Alive with this .4/5 mag-i-num
Stay on your toes cause we toe-tagging 'em
(Chorus) Prodigy X2