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Yeah, uh, I bet you thought I you hangin'
Yeah yeah, yeah, I bet you thought I you hangin'
Terror Squad again, overdue baby
I I I bet you thought I you hangin
Don Cartagena, you the best in hardcore hip-hop
Crack returns bangin'

Yea, uh, yo it's the Don of rap, cognac, hit you on the back
With the Mac you into cardiac
It's the art of rap at the form
From a point of view, who thrives off the area jealous ones

You tell it's on from my introduction
Hibernate the junction with killin' when you was barely dumpin'
You ain't even nuttin' to worry
I flurried mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house

Then I'm 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
Shakin' down ounce of my congregation

Blazin', raisin' the stakes, changin' your fate
Tied up in my basement a gauge in your face
Make no mistake, how I do my thing
Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin', not a game

Take these words and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you
Take these words and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

these words home and think it through
Or the next I write might be about you
Take these words home and think it
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

Uh, uh, yeah, Joe takin' a L and make
Tone roll over in his grave, never
T.S. got his dreams and discourage the brave, that
I been bustin' guns since the infamous of leather hats
sweaters with big letters black

Pushin' the illest down fifty-fifth
Where killers riff, without havin' to split and sniff
And Willies who shift jobs from Chili to leave you stiff
my biggest wish, in this illegal shit

Quarter Maris slugger with karats, never offered marriage
When my corpse is carried my moms'll get all my
Terror is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics
Floss like it's a habit, eight shot up in my Louis

You knew we knew we had you, lay half crew in gravel
you slippin' with your Boo and started shootin' at you
Out of captivity, left
Now we on the Bigger Beat, Squad trilogy, what?

Take these words home and think it
Or the next I write might be about you
Take words home and think it through
Or the next I write might be about you

Take these words home and it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you
these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you

Take these home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you
Take these words home and it through
Or the next rhyme I might be about you

Take these words home and think it
Or the next rhyme I write might be you
Take these home and think it through
Or the next I write might be about you