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 Album:

"Hell On Earth"


1) Animal Instinct
2) Apostle's Warning
3) Bloodsport
4) Can't Get Enough Of It
5) Drop a Gem On Em
6) Extortion
7) G.O.D. Pt. III
8) Get Dealt With
9) Give It Up Fast
10) Hell on Earth (Front Lines)
11) Man Down
12) More Trife Life
13) Nighttime Vultures
14) Still Shinin'
 Album:

"Infamy"


1) Pray for me
2) Get away
3) Bounce
4) Clap
5) Kill that nigga
6) My gats spitting
7) Handcuffs
8) Burn
9) Live foul
10) Hurt niggas
11) Get at me
12) I won't fall
13) Crawlin
14) Nothin' like home
15) There I go again
16) Hey Luv (Anything)*
17) Nothing Like Home
18) So Long
 Album:

"Murda Muzik"


1) Adrenaline
2) Allustrious
3) Can't Fuck Wit
4) How You Want It? (Deer Park)
5) I'm Going Out
6) Intro
7) It's Mine
8) Let a Ho be a Ho
9) Murda Muzik
10) Noyd Interlude
11) Quiet Storm
12) Quiet Storm (Remix)
13) Spread Love
14) Streets Raised Me
15) The realest
16) Thrill Me
17) Thug Muzik
18) U.S.A. (Aiight Then)
19) Where Ya From
20) Where Your Heart At
21) Where Ya Heart At
22) U.S.A. (Aiiright Then)
 Album:

"Infamous"


1) Drink Away the Pain (Situations)
2) Eye for an Eye (Your Beef is Mines)
3) Give Up the Goods (Just Step)
4) Just Step (Prelude)
5) Party Over
6) Q.U. -- Hectic
7) Right Back At You
8) Shook Ones Pt II
9) Survival of the Fittest
10) Temperature's Rising
11) The Grave Prelude
12) The Infamous Prelude
13) The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side)
14) Trife Life
15) Up North Trip
 Album:

"Juvenile Hell"


1) Bitch Ass Nigga
2) Flavor for the Non Believes
3) Hit it From the Back
4) Hold Down the Fort
5) Intro Juvenile Hell
6) Locked in Spofford
7) Me and My Crew
8) Peer Pressure
9) Project Hallways
10) Skit #1
11) Skit #2
12) Skit #3
13) Stomp Em Out
 Album:

"The Infamous Archives"


1) Rep The QBC
2) In The Long Run
3) Young Luv
4) Block Life
5) Shit Hits The Fan
6) Perfect Plot
7) Cobra
8) Gangstas Roll
9) Bump That
10) My Priorities
11) Backwards
12) Never Talk
13) We Don't Love Them Hoes
14) Make the Hits
15) Baby Baby
 Album:

"More Songs"


1) You A Shooter
 Album:

"Blood Money"


1) Smoke It
2) Put 'Em In Their Place
3) Stole Something
4) Creep
5) Speaking So Freely
6) Backstage Pass
7) Give It To Me
8) Click Click
9) Pearly Gates
10) Capital P, Capital H
11) Daydreamin'
12) The Infamous
13) In Love With The Moulah
14) It's Alright
15) Have A Party
16) Outta Control (Remix)
 Album:

"Amerikaz Nightmare"


1) Amerikaz Nightmare
2) Win Or Lose
3) Flood The Block
4) Dump
5) Got It Twisted
6) When U Hear The
7) Real Niggaz
8) Shorty Wop
9) Real Gangstaz
10) One Of Ours Part II
11) On The Run
12) Throw Your Hands (In The Air)
13) Get Me
14) We Up
15) Neva Change
16) Got It Twisted (Remix)
 Album:

"The Infamous"


1) The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side)
2) Survival Of The Fittest
3) Eye For An Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)
4) [Just Step Prelude]
5) Give Up The Goods (Just Step)
6) Temperature's Rising
7) Up North Trip
8) Trife Life
9) Q.U.-Hectic
10) Right Back At You
11) Cradle To The Grave
12) Drink Away The Pain (Situations)
13) Shook Ones Pt. II
14) Party Over


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HELL ON EARTH
 

Drop a Gem On Em



It's the infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pulls gats
like a basehead pulls on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em..

Verse One: Havoc

Take a tire, all these fake crooks need to retire
they gotcha gassed, takin back and snatch fire outcha
maggot ass, Havoc represent for the Q-B-C
smoke that ass like a lucie..tho I need to quit
fuck it, I love it like a cloud
over the projects your game Im above it
its combat, gats bangers and all that
you'se a small cat, whatever you on get off that
I mention, nuthin but the real shit presentin
the hollow tip crew 41st side convention
try for? you half-steppin
like a fresh tec out of the box
yo niggas I'm testin
(There's no question)
bitch ass have you confessin
like a D-T left in state of depression
you under pressure, intact no doubt catcher
the snitch-snatcher tookin wit asthma
you casper, you yell my name
thats only givin me props
plus the fans that you got, wonderin whats got you hot
its too not, knocked out the box and got rocked
got raped on the Island, you officially got
kick that thug shit, Vibe magazine on some love shit
(keep it real kid, you don't know who you fuckin wit)

Chorus: repeat 2X

It's the Infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em

Verse Two: Prodigy

Yeah likewise, Im tired of rap guys whose faggots
pure shuteye, and swole up your whole outside
I baptize, niggas get wet, put up your backside
your claptized and set straight, put on your head straight
watch out for,
these upstate cats be leary of you
yeddy niggas wit gats plus the walls on they backs
Rikers Island flashback of the house you got scuffed it in
you would think you gettin your head shot was enough but then
Now you wanna got at my team,
you must of been drunk when you wrote that shit
too bad you had to did it to your own self
my rebellion, I retaliate, I had the whole New York state
aimin at your face
at the gate, bottom line of top soon as you came through
shot through, don't even know the half of my crew
I got a hundred strong arm niggas ready to rock the shit
clocks tick, your days are numbered in low digits
you look suspicious, suspect niggas is bitches
get chppoed up, Grade A meat, somethin delicious
and laced back up, 2 G's, one for stitches
then reconstruct your face and learn how to speak again
my Mobb's like a bunch of wild Puerto Ricans
wit bangers the size of African spears
it's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas into house of horrors
its terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind shit
you gotta gat you betta find it
and use that shit think fast and get reminded
of robberies in Manhattan you knew what happened
60 g's and one for gun clappin
Who Shot Ya? You'd probably scream louder than an opera
New York gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch
what makes you think you cant get bucked again
Once again, back in the house once again
live the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Its the Infamous..






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