HAVOC DROPS JEWELS

I gotta be a ill nigga, with no denying
How the FUCK I get this crowd movin without even tryin?
Made it out the projects, against all odds
Went from, ridin these trains to coppin expensive cars.
And even so, all this shit don't make me better than y'all.
It only means that I work harder than the average nigga.
Never sat around for handouts, I watched and observed
Then quickly rubbed my eyes, if my vision got blurred.
I coulda sold drugs 'til I got bagged and jailed
Out of sight, out of mind, niggaz locked feel me like braille
While everybody was chillin,
I was broke like a motherfucka, loyal to my vision--
Knowin that I'd be on top or somewhere close to it.
Nigga, my living quarters'll be the thing to prove it.
And vowed once I got there to never ever lose it
Or let my head get big and slack off on my music
I'm the illest!

-Havoc of Mobb Deep