"Terrific Sex", yeah that's who and the diamonds is no facade Used to be a broke nigga from the BX Now I'm rich got the world screamin Terror Squad Think
(feat. Armageddon, Big Pun & Cuban Link) What, fuck ya want from me, see i love my thugs but im a terrorist nigga and imma terrorize ya ass till gone
[Hook 1] Down... The paint is peelin' Now... When the chips are down Down... You gotta lose all feelin Now... When the chips are down [Verse 1: Remy
change up Matter fact cats be next round this and that ni??? Suckers.....kill it Things of that nature thats the solo LP We on a Terror Squad moment
(feat. Bleach Brothers, Fat Joe & Triple Seis) (Fat Joe) Yeah, Yeah (Mmm) This is the Terror Squad, Bleach Brother, Colabo (Mmmm) Italiano (what) Ya
'm wild Word to Cuban, my crew killers, y'all niggaz shoot in the clouds (Who's in the house?) Punisher straight from hell Who's in the house (Terror Squad
[Intro - guy talking] Aiyyo Joe man whats good man Aiyyo I hear niggaz poppin shit They runnin off to the Jakes man They talkin like you ain't hood nigga
face, cause I gun Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton Hey (what about Pun? Rudebwoy, salute with your gun) Terror Squad
cuz We ready for combat, nigga [Chorus] [Verse 4: Fat Joe] And that's my word to Pun, Reo, Sycho, Schmeo Most legendary, most prolific MC's, it's hereditary Terror Squad
in the clubs they be killin this You love the way we rip a track We take a little love, then give it back We Terror Squad, Terror Squad [ VERSE 2: Prospect
[Remy Martin] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Check it [Verse
pants and do the roc away Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Yeah, Bronx, B X bird Terror Squad Uh, Big punk forever, to more terror forever
[ intro: fat joe ] Yeah yeah Terror squad what-what Cuban link what-what '99, baby [ verse 1: cuban link ] Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party Plus I
Yeah This is classic shit right here, vintage shit Go get ya tape decks ready You know I had to bring 'em back Terror era's the squad man Yeah uh yo uh
Yeah yeah, what, Terror Squad From the streets to the jail cell I mean, my niggaz is facin' death penalties and all that Charlie Rock el D Yeah, yeah,
you Dirty like the South, throw 'em up, you better throw 'em up My man Big Pun, hit 'em up My man Joey Crack, hit 'em up The whole terror squad hit '
Down The paint is peelin? Now An' when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now An' when the chips are down Yea, I gets it poppin' everybody
none of my prostitutes vaginas got the virus If you see one in the hospital, you could bet it was violence That's the science, my alliance is Terror Squad