Lyrics:
yo, you know it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm down
I'll be there in
nowhere, takin out all my peers
And of my whole squad I'm the last one left
Cause for some strange reason I always stay one step ahead
Of this Agent named
Nine in the mornin' feds at my door (my door)
Lou Cortez creakin' cross the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin' through the alley I made my escape
stop
[Spliff Star]
Uh, straight off the bat
My squad is known across the map
When y'all niggas show love then we show you love back
y'all niggas
(busta rhymes)
yaaaaaaa-7 seconds
yo yo yo 25x
(busta rhymes)
i think i'm about to black out
i blow your fucking whick out
niggaz who taught
comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad
comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad
comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're
comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad
been minute maid
Ima be a star and all the aliens will be afraid (God damn)
Ive been aiming for the heavens
You can see by all my blessings
Keep my
(Lil' Style)
Nine in the mornin, feds at my door (my door)
Lou Cortez creakin cross the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin through the alley I made my
Underneath the stars, we take our chance
With every heartbeat, we defy the night,
In the midnight rush, we're soaring high in flight
Midnight rush, our
they air Cass'
My passion grows
Sorry I gotta crash your goals
You a movie star? Well when they see the way
I cook him tonight
It'll be the last time
Thank God
Count up I'm paid
My team is day one
Same squad no trades
Had ups had downs
Some left some stayed
Clean house no maid (good GOD)
Big body Big
(Remember Pun?)
Yeah, check me out
(Remember Pun?)
Terror Squad
I'll battle you all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis,
Comin' down from in the hills
Surrounded by the stars
Pop a couple pills
And spit out a couple bars
Flying saucer on some wheels
Got us hoppin' out
boy i promise
You gon wish you were here by all means
We already grind looka the squad boy
For his glory alone put off the crown boy
For
jewels extra large like stretch I'll show you my strength
Fiends get their check on the first
Be gone by the second the third they
Come on stolen shit
can fly if we want to
I promise you, faith will give you wings
Just take the second star on the right
Straight ahead 'til the morning light
Close your
escape
Went from Ford tryna hop in a wraith
Two stars, I be hopping the gate
Iced out, diamond's up in the face
The squad tryna eat though, I need a plate
Looking for yo bitch boy she not here
Said she love my buzz I’m up by lightyears
Devil in my head, he said it's hot here
Do the dash, turn to ash, i
You'll be a memory lost fuckin fade away
That thought gon blast off to Mars snortin stars, trippin balls
Startin with the right one
I would never put my
and half white
C'mon this sound it had
To come from somewhere, right?
Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue
And if you stepping to me like
It is I'll
rock a second Millie on my right hand
Swear to God they gon feel it this is my chance
I’m so gone ain’t no telling where I might land
With the squad
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