[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 too high to bond, 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 it's never ever gonna stop      [prospect]   Yo, yo, I play the game with caution   Sun changes, gave power creative activities   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 vice   Niggaz is worse than shiest for the merchandise   My words precise, 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 related, to everything in the street   I'm sellin coke, crack, and dope, plus swingin the heat      Chorus: triple seis      We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin   Slugs killin, ya touch feelin, just for the thrillin   We bust feelins, dump bodies in crushed buildings   Terror squad's everywhere, it's just us illin   I thought you knew you had...   Drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin   Slugs killin, ya touch feelin, just for the thrillin   We bust feelins, dump bodies in crushed buildings   Terror squad's everywhere, it's just us illin   (and it don't stop!)      [cuban link]   I got rubies on my uzi's and gems on my mack 10's   Diamonds on my nines and golden bullets just to match them   Platinum magnums with silver clips, real begets   Shit, I'm gonna milk this bitch till I'm filthy rich   Filled with chips from the floor to the ceiling   Just flossin and chillin in a porsche full-a-women   I'm one in a million, get on the deal already   My skills are sharper than a steel maschetti   Realer than the military   Killin every track I'm on, link and joey crack the don   Flippin in my cuban caddy, wit the hazards on      [triple seis]   So, come on if you gon' ride with us, live niggas   Hop with us, quick to try to triple five figures      [big punisher]   Your style is unoffic', niggaz like you stay on my wanted list   Pun and prince, we're walkin on kings, like a son-of-a-bitch   Fuckin with this is hazardous to amateur battlers   Average niggas get lost in the course of embarassment   Of course you don't have a chance, I'm the boss in your emminence   Get tossed in the ambulance with the force of an avalanche   I'll torture your fragile ass with rhetorical paragraphs   For all of you that'll laugh at a historical aftermath!   I come equipped, my tongue and lips are like a hundred clips   Look behind you, I'll blind you like when the sun eclipse   Ain't no second chances, I glance at niggas   Make em wet they pants   The chances are slim if twinz done swing the rest of the ransome   The best and the champion, that means I'm far beyond   Dionne read my palm, told me to get on and put my army on   Come along, follow the don, my motto and song   Live for tomorrow, cause today's almost already gone   Lets get on, split your belly with the maschetti, long   Tears your arms of your shoulders, and tell you to, hold on   I know it's wrong, but it feels so right   I used to bust steel all night, but now I gotta deal, alright      Chorus *2x*      [armageddon]   Fuck a toe to toe, give me a forty-four and a foe to blow   To make it more dramatic, I quote jehovah holding the scroll   Open your skull, show you shit you ain't supposed to know   Break the world in half and spit the ocean from coast to coast   (just to let you know) that I'm zone coasted   And play the visuals from the top of my verse back in slow-motion   Assassinate the pope with no emotions   So why should I hesitate to crush a campaign like I wasn't votin?    My brain floatin away, above you niggas like I make time pause   Checkin my rollie watch my diamond roman digits   Golden riches, better hold em bitches   Cause we robbin niggas way before   The translation of holy scriptures   I was armageddon before the motion picture   The last nigga to drop his verse and have the globe shiftin   My squad's hard and far from puritans   Robbin and killin men like we proud to be americans      Chorus