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Triple Threat (Boot Camp Clik) · Triple Threat (Missy Elliott) · Triple Threat (Missy Elliott) · Triple Threat (Missy Elliott) · Triple Threat (Jay Perez) · Triple Threat (Jimmy Heath) · Triple Threat (Missy Elliott) · Triple Threat: The Ultimate Music Experience [DVD/CD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Volume 8: The Threat Is Real [Japan] (Anthrax) · Volume 8: The Threat Is Real (Anthrax) – and 90 other albums »


to bomb shit Twiztid, ICP, with the Triple Six clique Hoes that pop lip Or get your neck slit Can eat a dick I'm having these memory lapses Of bodies off in
jail on the map
Twiztid, triple 6, and blaze now go ask them where it's at 

I took a zane
I like to split bitches wigs
Splittin' to the right
just anotha crazy click... ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six!
All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit 
we doin' drive bys on all y'all wit chain saws
here I
the D to step back
Unless they be deranged, dough

Rae me fa so la ti dough
The chiza rarely do missa
Money earner isa
Barn burner

Highlighted by
nobody to know
nobody

i could cut your eyeball out with a exacto blade
you still couldn't see my freekshow mindstate (twiztid)
Levitate up in the middle
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
introducing the Triple Threat!
The Wraith, The Great Milenko, and the Ringmaster!!

(Chorus) 2x
10, 9, 8
Great
7, 6
5
Get live
4, get raw
We came
We saw
We rocked the set, bet
Double trouble
Though we both triple threats
Now that's three
is a warning...

You're surrounded by bombs planned by The Terrorists
And take notes: we never miss
Let my people go, god damn it, let them go
Before I
the Midas touch 
 The Dream Team step on the set, the threat triple 
 K-O cripple your soul, keeping it simple 
 From the underground we're world renown
green 
For every fiend equals money like ching ching 
My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam 
By it for 15/5 and I sell it
tenders, keep us in debts
WIC checks, drugs, safe sex, birth control threats
The original is artificial, seed is fruits
Nuclear missiles, launched by
110th Street
My tactics are drastic and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass
I'm more than a threat, I'm a problem
To hell with cotton,
the triple threat 

Smash eject, cause already know what's comin next 

So I predict that all these brothers goin' to be ridin dicks 

Break out the axe
the triple threat 

Smash eject, cause already know what's comin next 

So I predict that all these brothers goin' to be ridin dicks 

Break out the axe
vocabulary got the Midas touch
The Dream Team step on the set, the threat triple
K-O cripple your soul, keeping it simple

	From the underground we're world
threats
Contacts was blown by Benzetta in The Source
Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on your porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to serve on us
But
VIP
Come get with me, mmm

Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's
off me
Two years of my life were spent in a mental health
I'm a threat to society, then again to my fuckin' self
I'm losin' my fuckin' mind, my veins
die smiling
Try wilding, I get hostile then I'm violent
I don't make threats nigga I promise
My style is stalin mixed with sick lyrics
If you hear it,
em FALLIN to the strong point

One by one they losin down the line
A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old nigga pay me mine! (";Damn nigga!";)
I grab
a previous generation
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I locate my old halos and pass em out to the pavement
y'all catch
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it 
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two 
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
stopped (WE AIN'T PLAYIN')
The motherfuckin' crime scene, we ain't stayin'
Relayin', what happened at nine o'clock
By twelve we gettin' blown off
VIP
Come get with me, mmm

Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's