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Hell on Earth easy guitar chords by Mobb Deep
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Em
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Em
C
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Verse 1
Yo,
the saga
begins,
begin
war
I draw
first
blood,
be the first
to set
it off
My cause,
tap
all
jaws,
lay down
laws
We takin'
what's
yours,
we do
jux, rush
the doors
Here
come
the D's,
time
to make
breeze
and guns
toss
In full
force,
my team'll go
at
your main
source
My
9 Taurus
hit bosses
and take
hostage
Your whole
setup,
from
the
ground
up,
we lock
shit
Blood
flood
your
eye, fuck
up
your optics
Switch
to killer
instincts
'fore niggas
pop
shit
Yo, nigga
Noyd, what's
the topic?
Nine
pound,
we rocked
it
'96, strike
back
with more
hot shit
Il
luminate,
my
team'll glow
like
radi
ation
With no
time
for patient
or complication
Let's get
it done
right,
my clique
airtight
Trapped
in
a never-ending
gunfight
So niggas
lose
stripes
or lose
life
Jail
niggas
sendin'
kites
to the street
Over some
beef
that
wasn't fully
cooked
Finish
'em off,
well-done
meat
meat
Then
send
.22 slug
to your
head
Travel
all
the way
down
to your
leg
Verse 2
Ay
o, it's Hell
on Earth
Whose
necks
are gonna
be
first?
The projects
is front
line
And
the enemy
is one-time
I
I
ain't gotta
tell
you
It's right
in front
of your
eyes
Ay
o, it's Hell
on Earth
Whose
necks
are gonna
be
first?
The projects
is front
line
And
the
enemy
is one-time
I
I
ain't
gotta
tell
you
Yo,
it's right
in front
of your
eyes
Verse 3
We rep
the
QBC, nigga,
rep
yours,
it's all
love
Milli' stacked
down,
heavily
guarded
by hollow-tip
slug
slug
Then
crack
down
on wannabe
thug
s
Adapt
to gat
sound
and bow
down
Slow
the fuck
up,
see how
my foul
now
Articulate,
hittin'
body
parts
to start
shiftin'
shit
Never
hesitant,
it's
the rap
game
unlimited
Sign
my roster,
we
can do
this,
forever
infinite
Then reminisce
twenty
years later
how
we
was gettin'
it
Either
with
me, go
against
the grain,
you better
hit
me
Leggin'
me
or robbin'
me,
niggas
better
body
me
'Cause
it's
a small
world
and niggas
talkin'
like bitches
Bitches
singin'
like
snitches,
pointin' you
out
in pictures
'Cause
she rep
the
QB
C
faithfully,
playa-hatin'
me
All
that bullshit
is just
makin'
me
More
the better
to concentrate
on gettin'
cheddar
If shorty
set you
up, you better
dead her
I told
you,
shape
and mold
you,
son
you,
then
I hold
you
Like
a pimp,
mind
control
you, double-edge
blow
blow
you
In
the B-I
like
like I'm
supposed
to,
the clique
is coastal
International,
you local
Bacardi mix
physic
ally
fix
Hit
you with
shit
that'll
leave
a loose
nigga
stiff
Probably
thick,
son,
I
solved
'em
Pulled
him in
my world
and
evolved
him
to
chaos
Walk
the beat
like
around
the way
cops
the average
pitstop
QB City, Godfather
Pt III
Gotti, Gambino, and Ty
Nitty
Scarface,
rest
in
peace
Verse 4
Whose
necks
are gonna
be
first?
The projects
is front
line (front line)
And
the
enemy
is one-time
(one-time)
I
ain't
gotta
tell
you
Ayo, it's right
in front
of your
eyes
Hell
on Earth
Whose
necks
are gonna
be
first?
The projects
is front
line (front line)
And
the
enemy
is one-time
(one-time)
I
ain't
gotta
tell
you
Ayo, it's right
in front
of your
eyes
Yo,
the heavy
metal
king,
hold
Verse 5
big
shit
with spare
clips
You see
eclipse
when
the MAC
spit,
your top
got
split
Layin'
dead
with open
eyes,
close
his eyelids
Turn off
his lights,
switch
to darkness
It's deep
in the abyss
of
street
life
Blood
on my
kick
s,
shit on
my knife
You's
the wild
child,
Kicko
turnin' men
into mice
I was
born
to take
power,
leave
my mark
on this
planet
The phantom
of crime
rap,
niggas
is left
stranded
Shut
down
your operation,
closed
for business
Leave
a foul
taste
in your
mouth
like Guinness
P.O.W.
niggas
is found
M.I.A.
We move
like
special
forces,
Green
Beret
Heavily
around
my
throat,
I don't
play
Shit
brand
new,
back
in
'89, the same
way
The God
P
walk
with a
limp, see
But simply,
to simplify
shit,
no
man can
go
against
me
Test
me,
you must
be
bent,
G, don't
tempt
me
I had this
full clip
for
so
long,
it needs
to empty
The reason
why
it's full
for so
long
'cause I
don't waste
shit
You properly
hit,
blood in
your mouth
so you
could taste
it
Quiet
is kept,
I lay back
and watch
the world
spin
I hear
thugs
claimin'
that
they gonna
rob
the
Mobb when
they
see
us
I tell
you what,
black,
here's
the issue
It's
a package
deal,
you rob
me,
you take
these missiles
Along
with that,
I ain't
your average
cat
Fuck
rap,
I'm tryna
make
cream
and that's
that
Whatever
it takes,
however
it gots
to
go
down
Four
mics on stage,
a motherfuckin'
four-pound
Speakers
Speakers
leakin'
out
sound
and niggas
leakin'
on
the ground
I could
truly
care
less,
the God
gon' get
his
re
gardless
Blow-for-blow,
let's let's
let's find
out
who hit
hardest
This rap
artist
used
to be
a
stickup artist
Sometimes
I test
myself,
see if
I still
got
it
A live
nigga
stay
on point,
never
disregard
shit
Or forget
the essence
from which
I
emerged
P is
sick,
so save
that bullshit
for the birds
(nigga)
Live up
to my
words,
if I
got beef,
niggas
comin'
in
herds
(nigga)
We flush
through,
your clique
get
purged (word up)
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