[Featuring Terror Squad]
[Fat Joe]
Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum
status motherfuckers. Eat a dick!
Now who's the underated pro they scared to play on the radio?
Who lives the lyrics all my real niggas already know
Flow for flow no crew can step to us
And blow for blow I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors
I give tumors to niggas and comas to bitches
No one's against us, roll with the riches
and float with the fishes
The revolution has started thats why I'm undercarded
My Squad will turn to the most feared into the dearly departed
As hard as they come, they all fall like the Great Wall
Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue
Swarmin informers like cops at drug corners
Feds got the bugs on us, tryin to lay the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails to ?, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till you bawl cop
And its never ever gonna stop
[Prospect]
Yo, yo, I play the game with caution
Son changes, gave power, created ?vactivities?
bring fame and fortune
Why can't you live this? All day hands on bitches
With financial ventures, enhance the riches
Gotta hold the cake, my grandmoms had dreams
but it seems I couldn't graduate or go to Drake
It hurts at nights I gots to reimburse the rights
Niggas is worse the sheists for the merchandise
My words percise, cause if not I wouldn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends
Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with the titty-ho
Knock a nigga out, for the shit he stole
We already degraded, me and my family the most hated
Bitch were barely both made it
See the thinly re