Taj Mahal Songtext
von Mobb Deep & The Alchemist

Word, man
Time to get the fuck up out of here tonight, man
Word, P
Call up your peoples, man
Call everybody up man, let′s get the fuck up out of here, let's serve some crack

7 p.m., and I just woke up
8 p.m., in my bulletproof truck
9 p.m., scooped The Alchemist
And 30 more niggas meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 p.m., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot we park the vees, then we
Went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table and all

I hit the hunnid dollar slot machine for 30 thousand
My wife hit the roulette wheel for five thousand
(Get the money, frontin′ niggas get deceased) then we hit the club
Blackberry Amore, and bottles of bubb', now
Live on stage for you to see


The head nigga in charge, the one and only, check me
Having fun with it 'til I′m done with it
And me and Mrs. P hit the hotel suite
From the city that never sleep, we take power naps
From the borough that sold the most albums in rap (we′s in Queens)
We last the longest, we run laps around your strongest
Top shutter ran outta steam, but tried his hardest, look

7 p.m., and I just woke up
8 p.m., in my bulletproof truck
9 p.m., scooped The Alchemist
And 30 more niggas meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 p.m., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot we park the vees, then we
Went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table and all

And pray to god I don't gotta give my shooters a call
I remember vividly when them Rugers went off
We was in a distant land throwin′ mad bands
Comfortable around the killers, now the blood is on our hands
Outran poverty, but shit like this?
Opposite of progress, and put your life at risk
Wanna roll a dice? It's the flick of the wrist
Metaphorically, your finger and you gotta be quick
With the trigger, niggas mad the bitches on my dick


And I don′t gotta get fly, I was born like this
Around 2 p.m., all you heard was sirens
Got the fuck up outta there because the temperature's risin′
Queensbridge niggas be wildin'
And not too many others you can bring around 'em
I′ll bring them anywhere, ′cause you know it's a wrap
Thought we was laid back, give me mines for that (what?)

7 p.m., and I just woke up
8 p.m., in my bulletproof truck
9 p.m., scooped The Alchemist
And 30 more niggas meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 p.m., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot we park the vees, then we
Went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table and all

(Doo-doo)