[Big Pun] Yo Terror Squad Pete Rock collabo' From git go yo yo
Aiyyo 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 tryin 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 the rapper like li-nebacker, 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
Chorus: Pete Rock
Grab ahold 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 (repeat 2X)
[Noreaga] Aiyyo my whole circle, make you feel it like The Color Purple My niggaz 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, really 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 thuggin it Snatchin niggaz out of the booth, unpluggin it Strange Fruit, my niggaz 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 stackin, 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 rockin 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 seperate the men from the boys" -> Guru "Verbal attack" -> Cappadon "Big Pun" -> Punisher, "Noreaga" -> Nore, "Pete Rock" "Common s-s-s-sSense" -> Com
[Common] 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, explainin why I was in a gun orgy He was FUCKIN wit me, I ain't no duckin emcee With the knowledge there's a little thug blood in me This stud bumped into me, beef it was fin' to be My Appetite for Destruction is finnicky 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 wheel 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 signin the wait-list sayin, "I can't take this fake shit" (echoes)
Yo.. Yo! Big Pun, Noreaga, Com Sense for the nine eight Get it straight