Produced By: Havoc
Album: The Infamous
You know the deal. The Mobb creepin' with Nas and Rae is guaranteed to be heat. A slow burn of vengeful energy, this wicked wish of payback and demonstration of undying loyalty sizzles with visceral intensity to keep you on edge. P "all jeweled like Liberace," Hav, his "brain...packed with criminal thoughts," Nas, whose "sanity is goin' like an hourglass," and Rae "glancin' all up in your cornea, corner ya"—all body the track in a merciless act of quadruple lyrical homicide. This is from a period when these dudes could do no wrong.