作词 : Cartagena, Lewis Yeah, uh, I bet you thought I left you hangin' Yeah yeah, yeah, 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 Cartagena, bring you the best in hardcore hip-hop J-J-Joe Crack returns bangin' Yea, uh, yo it's the Don of rap, sippin' cognac, hit you on the back With the Mac slip you into cardiac It's the art of rap at the illest form From a killer's point of view, who 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 mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house Then I'm hurryin' out in the expedition, professional hit men The vestibule **** from the credible disses Federals is listenin' to my conversations, tapin' all the songs I'm makin' Shakin' down every ounce of my congregation John Blazin', raisin' the stakes, changin' your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistake, that's how I do my thing Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin', it's not a game Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Uh, uh, yeah, Joe Crack takin' a L and make Tone roll over in his grave, never that T.S. got his dreams and discourage the brave, remember 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 riff, without havin' to split Phillies and sniff And Willies who shift jobs from Chili willin' to leave you stiff Fulfillin' my biggest wish, in this illegal **** Quarter Maris stay slugger with karats, never offered marriage When my corpse is carried my moms'll get all my cabbage Terror Squad is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics Floss like it's a habit, eight shot up in my Louis baggage You knew we knew we had you, lay half your crew in gravel Caught you slippin' with your Boo and started shootin' at you Out of captivity, left Relativity Now we on the Bigger Beat, Terror Squad trilogy, what? Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
作词 : Cartagena, Lewis Yeah, uh, I bet you thought I left you hangin' Yeah yeah, yeah, 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 Cartagena, bring you the best in hardcore hip-hop J-J-Joe Crack returns bangin' Yea, uh, yo it's the Don of rap, sippin' cognac, hit you on the back With the Mac slip you into cardiac It's the art of rap at the illest form From a killer's point of view, who 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 mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house Then I'm hurryin' out in the expedition, professional hit men The vestibule **** from the credible disses Federals is listenin' to my conversations, tapin' all the songs I'm makin' Shakin' down every ounce of my congregation John Blazin', raisin' the stakes, changin' your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistake, that's how I do my thing Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin', it's not a game Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Uh, uh, yeah, Joe Crack takin' a L and make Tone roll over in his grave, never that T.S. got his dreams and discourage the brave, remember 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 riff, without havin' to split Phillies and sniff And Willies who shift jobs from Chili willin' to leave you stiff Fulfillin' my biggest wish, in this illegal **** Quarter Maris stay slugger with karats, never offered marriage When my corpse is carried my moms'll get all my cabbage Terror Squad is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics Floss like it's a habit, eight shot up in my Louis baggage You knew we knew we had you, lay half your crew in gravel Caught you slippin' with your Boo and started shootin' at you Out of captivity, left Relativity Now we on the Bigger Beat, Terror Squad trilogy, what? Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
