Yeauhh "I bet you thought I left you hangin" Yea yeayeah "I bet you thought I left you hangin" Terror Squad again..
long overdue baby "I-I-I bet you thought I left you hangin" Don Cartagenabring you the best in hip-hop "J-J-Joe Crack returns bangin" Yeauhh Yo it s the Don of rapsippin Cognachit you on the back with the Mac (CLAK CLAK) slip you into cardiac It s the art of rap at the illest form from a killer s point of viewwho thrives off the area jealous ones You could tell it s on from my introduction Hibernate the junction with killin somethin when you was barely dumpin You ain t even nuttin to worry about I flurried your mouthwith about thirty right in front of your house Then I m hurryin out in the expeditionprofessional hit men The vestibule shit from the credible disses Federals is listenin to my conversationstapin all the songs I m makin Shakin down every ounce of my congregation John Blazinraisin the stakeschangin your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistakethat s how I do my thing Blow out a lot of brainsI m sayinit s not a game "Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you" -- Mobb Deep (repeat 4X) Uhhuhhyea Joe Crack takin a L and make Tone roll over in his gravenever that T.S.
got his dreams and discourage the braveremember that I been bustin guns since the infamous days of leather hats Varsity sweaters with big letters black Pushin the illest whips down fifty-fifth where killers riffwithout havin to split Phillies and sniff And Willies who shift jobs from Chili willin to leave you stiff Fulfillin my biggest wishin this illegal shit Quarter Maris stay slugger with karatsnever offered marriage When my corpse is carried my moms ll get all my cabbage Terror Squad is savagedraped in the finest of fabrics Floss like it s a habiteight shot up in my Louis baggage You knew we knew we had youlay half your crew in gravel Caught you slippin with your Boo and started shootin at you Out of captivityleft Relativity Now we on the Big-ger BeatTerror Squad trilogywhat? "Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you" -- Mobb Deep (repeat 8X) |
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