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featuring Big Punisher  Common  Noreaga 

[Big Pun] 
Yo  Terror Squad  Pete Rock collabo' 
From git go  yo yo 

Aiyyo it's such a shame 
all these dick riders tryin to corrupt the game 
But what it bring  nuttin but pain 
and one in your fuckin brain 
Ain't nuttin changed since the album I'm still whylin 
I'm still violent I've been waitin for this moment 
like Phil Collins  for all my life I've been trifer than trifer 
Hyper than hype, when fightin to fight 
It's like, tonight is the night 
And I ain't even tryin to let a nigga slide 
I've been dyin to get a gat 
I dared to try now prepare to die 
I rush your crib like Jehovah's Witness, blow up any 
soldiers, infants, hold up, did you notice my heroic entrance? 
I'm so relentless in this field of rap, everything is real in fact 
Fully backed by bullies who be peelin caps 
I sack the rapper like li-nebacker, play my rhyme backwards 
you can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics 
Things get drastic, Express for my plastic 
I pack clips, between my nuts and my fat dick 

Chorus: Pete Rock 

Grab ahold cause you never heard a 
verbal murder like this 
Cash comes before soul, so watch your shit 
Every cat wanna be enormous 
Plottin on the next one 
Murder one (repeat 2X) 

[Noreaga] 
Aiyyo my whole circle, make you feel it like The Color Purple 
My niggaz comin through and still hurt you 
Wipe y'all Kleenex cats who stay full of germs 
We hit Fifth Ave, while y'all still hit Stern's 
Don't really care bout y'all, really hear bout y'all 
Yo on our side we do our thing, play the cut 
let the phone ring, Pete Rock connect team 
From M-V to L-C, my thugs straight thuggin it 
Snatchin niggaz out of the booth, unpluggin it 
Strange Fruit, my niggaz live to shoot 
Yo it's a strange thing, a nigga never had a suit 
Yo so bust what happen, remember the unknown's a clap-man 
Cat stackin, move out the hood that's in Manhattan 
Got big headed, misleaded, then dreaded 
Yo the beef deaded, his whole squad afraid to set it 
Yo I heard son, son is rockin iceberg Dunn 
Got up out the hood, wouldn't believe that, this cat would 
Head mad swollen, flamboyant this man golden 
Yo the Senator, crime sinister, John Dillinger 
Better respect my words or I'm the minister 
What?? 

"Verbally I catch bodies" 
"Let's seperate the men from the boys" -> Guru 
"Verbal attack" -> Cappadon 
"Big Pun" -> Punisher, "Noreaga" -> Nore, "Pete Rock" 
"Common s-s-s-sSense" -> Com 

[Common] 
Yo, we just begun the story, Com Pun and Nore 
Look to the sun for glory as time runs before me 
I'm after the day of judgment I'm still before the 
jury, explainin why I was in a gun orgy 
He was FUCKIN wit me, I ain't no duckin emcee 
With the knowledge there's a little thug blood in me 
This stud bumped into me, beef it was fin' to be 
My Appetite for Destruction is finnicky 
He was an industry type, influenced by magazines and snipes 
Rocked Adidas but he had no stripes 
I could tell in high school that he had no fights 
Hold dick better than he hold mics, he spiked his punchlines 
with current events, called for backup 
like one time when he heard it was Sense 
that deliver words with intents to kill 
Whether the hip-hop type, country rapper, or big wheel 
I peeled some raps back, that peeled his cap back 
Fucker thought I was Abstract, now his life is backtracked 
In the center of the party his crew identified the body 
Left him signin the wait-list sayin, "I can't take this 
fake shit" (echoes) 

Yo.. 
Yo! 
Big Pun, Noreaga, Com Sense for the nine eight 
Get it straight

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