Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Illuminati

(Fan talking) Ohh, yo, ohh shit man, what up dunn? Yo where've you been at man? Yo we need you man You gotta put out that knowledge Kick that street knowledge G Please man, you got that drugs I need my fix of that dope C'mon man, please man, you got it man, c'mon man [Prodigy] Now the latest gun drive, jelly beans GMT peyote, I know you feel me P's song is a natural tripping me My rhymes is so vivid, you start to see things Way different, America's fiend I was fast asleep, but now I'm wide awake I was under the spell of Kangol and reserved notes Religion and fashion, I used to be flashy 'Til I had a total recall, forgot what I've already knew It took me 33 years for me to see the truth Ever so clear I was too young I couldn't articulate myself the right way son But now let me break it down, pass it all around This is not a theory, the conspiracy is real They wanna put me in a straightjacket in a padded room And tell the world there's 12 monkeys so they can be confused (Chorus) X2 Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body Secret Society trying to keep their eye on me But I'ma stay incogni' in places they can't find me Make my moves strategically [Prodigy] They say life is like Chess But fuck that I'm tired of playing games with you kids Ain't no time for playing, check the rhymes it's insane I write it for the streets, for the hood inspiration Inspire every party to map where it's poverty I started with a Mobb but now I got an army With soldiers and troopers The TV and the radio scared the death of us So we hit the YouTube up Now I got millions of views Now watch how many rappers follow what P do Now I'm too hoody to conform to the program I'm too much of a rebel for me to try to fit in Nigga! It don't matter on the color of your skin Right now you either positive or you negative I got friends in high places, multiple races And coaches on my side, all you got is paper (Chorus) X2