yo terror squad pete rock collabo from git go yo yo ayo it s such a shame all these dick riders tryin to corrupt the game but what it bring nuttin but pain and one in your fuckin brain ain t nuttin changed since the album i m still whylin i m still violent i ve been waitin for this moment like phil collins for all my life i ve been trifer than trifer hyper than hype when fightin to fight it s like tonight is the night and i ain t even trying to let a nigga slide i ve been dyin to get a gat i dared to try now prepare to die i rush your crib like jehovah s witness blow up any soldiers infants hold up did you notice my heroic entrance i m so relentless in this field of rap everything is real in fact fully backed by bullies who be peelin caps i sack a rapper like a linebacker play my rhyme backwards you can hear the devil speak his mind with fine graphics things get drastic express for my plastic i pack clips between my nuts and my fat dick grab a hold cause you never heard a verbal murder like this cash comes before soul so watch your shit every cat wanna be enormous plottin on the next one murder one grab a hold cause you never heard a verbal murder like this cash comes before soul so watch your shit every cat wanna be enormous plottin on the next one murder one aiyyo my whole circle make you feel it like the color purple my niggas comin through and still hurt you wipe y all kleenex cats who stay full of germs we hit fifth ave while y all still hit stern s don t really care bout y all rarely hear bout y all yo on our side we do our thing play the cut let the phone ring pete rock connect team from m v to l c my thugs straight thugging it snatching niggas out of the booth unplugging it strange fruit my niggas live to shoot yo it s a strange thing a nigga never had a suit yo so bust what happen remember the unknown s a clap man cat stacking move out the hood that s in manhattan got big headed misleaded then dreaded yo the beef deaded his whole squad afraid to set it yo i heard son son is rocking iceberg dunn got up out the hood wouldn t believe that this cat would head mad swollen flamboyant this man golden yo the senator crime sinister john dillinger better respect my words or i m the minister what  verbally i catch bodies let s separate the men from the boys verbal attack yo we just begun the story com pun and nore look to the sun for glory as time runs before me i m after the day of judgment i m still before the jury explaining why i was in a gun orgy he was fucking wit me i ain t no ducking emcee with the knowledge there s a lil thug blood in me this stud bumped into me beef it was fin to be my appetite for destruction is finicky he was an industry type influenced by magazines and snipes rocked adidas but he had no stripes i could tell in high school that he had no fights hold dick better than he hold mics he spiked his punchlines with current events called for backup like one time when he heard it was sense that deliver words with intents to kill whether the hip hop type country rapper or big will i peeled some raps back that peeled his cap back fucker thought i was abstract now his life is backtracked in the center of the party his crew identified the body left him signing the wait list saying i can t take this fake shit yo yo big pun noreaga com sense for the nine eight get it straight