On this track listen to poetry in motion as a 17 year old Prodigy describes the life of a thief. This track "If it's Alright" was off Mobb Deep's demo tape. Wow the days of demo tapes. Prodigy's verse begins at 3:20
It's alright with me if its alright with you
Big P representin' from the Queensbridge crew...
Don't ask why its just like that
I was brought up to live the wrong way
At night to God I pray
Will He let me breath another 24 hours of air
I really don't deserve it but really I don't care
From what I see. Whatever is, is meant to be
So until I drop, it's the crime life for me
Some might say I need help 'cuz the way I'm livin' is sick
I reply "mind your own before you be another vict"
Many years of corrupt shit, what will I end up with?
Nothing but a pocket full of memories of foul shit committed as a younsta
Grand larcenist slash petty theif, yo Ima make things brief
In my early years I was livin' fouler than most
Smile all up in your face, take your money, get ghost
It aint right, and I might regret it later that night
While I'll be laying in my bed holdin' my thoughts tight
Waking up early in the wee hours
do my thing correct so it don't lead to the penile
Cause fuck that shit,
I'd rather roam the streets freely planning pockets to get
Send you home hurt, crying broke, feeling upset
Don't take it personal I'm only trying to live
Tonight we're taking donations, so what you got to give?
The dirt underneath my fingernails got a story to tell of their own
All things are shown, aint nothing to hide
I speak the raw truth, uncooked
rewind my whole verse if there's anything you overlooked
'Cause I don't got time for your bullshit talk
It's niggas gettin' murdered in the streets of New York
So at the same time, I'm outside taking mine
Or taking yours 'til I hit the figures out the poor.
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