Uhh.. yes y’all babyYeah, yeah, work it outWork it out dawg, work it out nowUhh.. y’all motherfuckers, big dawgs in the house what?Terror Squad what? Terror Squad what?I ain’t a rapper.. I just bust a lot, off the topWhat, yo, yo [Big Pun]The penalty is death, especially when I’m mentally stressedMy enemies hang with me […]
[Big Pun]Yo yo yoWhat the fuck, Terror SquadAll we do is battle what; what, what whatYo it’s "The Dream Shatterer" strictly for cream team battlerRing rattlin microphone fiend spline splattererKing of the throne, bringin it home five nightsUp in The Source – five micsWhippin a Porsche – high pricePumpin the 9-7, rhyme heaven her voice […]
Verse One: Nas My stripes show like regiments, military intelligenceMurder game, I leave no evidence — credentialsGo ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principalHe’d tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencilStabbin students, grabbin teachers, Catholics, preachersIn the school staircase, cuttin class, passin my reeferIn my own class, operation […]
<That’s how the east side gets down, word up!> < 4:30 in the morning, mira you know what I mean, mira let’s get this money sorted and counted, word know what I mean, dame te culo mami give me my shit back, mira, hey yo Fat Joe and them is here now, word shine like […]