[ verse 1: triple seis ]
Yo, i�ma lay the law with a.k.�s or metaphors
Make way for the ghetto roar, these days I set it off
Y�all hardcore, that�s why I batter you all
Shatter they jaw, batter the core to make a fad ? ? ?
Terror squad to my death, tombstone on my chest
With the chrome in the vest, alone or with t.s.
I�ma rep it, I�m a dominican, now you accept it
It�s like you seen death and chose the lord as the shepherd
You sceptical, n***** on the block ain�t respectin you
Checkin you, ain�t gonna stop when they deckin you
Who gon� dock you? I�m comin at you like a tackle
To leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattoo
Seis�ll clap you, put your d*** in the dirt
Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt
I�m the worst of the beast, put my work on the streets
Do the work with the heat, don�t make me burst through your meat
[ chorus ]
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it�s real
And he�ll be at my side at the end
I got guns that�ll silence your men
We bust off and let the [violence] begin
Aight then
[ verse 2: triple seis ]
Yo yo, seis come off with a thunderous start
Punish n***** from the heart, rip a niga from the sparks
Of the glizze, leave a n**** clapped on _rap city_
I�m strapped with the mac milli, you wack as ? ? ?
It ain�t hard to scrap, my squad�s the vanguard of rap
Love to guard your back in the biz, the triz in the back
Flamboyant, never givin a slack
I jam joints when I live on a track
Ran point when they gave me the mac
I�m on fat, never lack the realness
I sing that b.j. ( *sirens* ) killer ill s***
And still rock a n****, I�m out to be real rich
You feel this, shaper than a tooth pain
Double-deuce pain
My verse take aim, blow your fame
With a burst of flames
Ain�t nothin changed, I die in this game
Take the stand and the blame for my man
I carry the name revenge
Terror squad in begets carved on my chain
Yeah
Terror squad
Triple seis, baby
Up and comin, son
I�m comin for all that s***, son
The crown and all that
Knawmean?
I rep n.y. - the boogie down, baby
L.v., r.c.
[name] crew
Terror squad, baby
This is how we do
1-9-9-9, baby
Triple seis backwards
Feel it
We gon� ride n****, ride n****, ride n****
You gon� die n****, die n****, die n****
Yo, i�ma lay the law with a.k.�s or metaphors
Make way for the ghetto roar, these days I set it off
Y�all hardcore, that�s why I batter you all
Shatter they jaw, batter the core to make a fad ? ? ?
Terror squad to my death, tombstone on my chest
With the chrome in the vest, alone or with t.s.
I�ma rep it, I�m a dominican, now you accept it
It�s like you seen death and chose the lord as the shepherd
You sceptical, n***** on the block ain�t respectin you
Checkin you, ain�t gonna stop when they deckin you
Who gon� dock you? I�m comin at you like a tackle
To leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattoo
Seis�ll clap you, put your d*** in the dirt
Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt
I�m the worst of the beast, put my work on the streets
Do the work with the heat, don�t make me burst through your meat
[ chorus ]
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it�s real
And he�ll be at my side at the end
I got guns that�ll silence your men
We bust off and let the [violence] begin
Aight then
[ verse 2: triple seis ]
Yo yo, seis come off with a thunderous start
Punish n***** from the heart, rip a niga from the sparks
Of the glizze, leave a n**** clapped on _rap city_
I�m strapped with the mac milli, you wack as ? ? ?
It ain�t hard to scrap, my squad�s the vanguard of rap
Love to guard your back in the biz, the triz in the back
Flamboyant, never givin a slack
I jam joints when I live on a track
Ran point when they gave me the mac
I�m on fat, never lack the realness
I sing that b.j. ( *sirens* ) killer ill s***
And still rock a n****, I�m out to be real rich
You feel this, shaper than a tooth pain
Double-deuce pain
My verse take aim, blow your fame
With a burst of flames
Ain�t nothin changed, I die in this game
Take the stand and the blame for my man
I carry the name revenge
Terror squad in begets carved on my chain
Yeah
Terror squad
Triple seis, baby
Up and comin, son
I�m comin for all that s***, son
The crown and all that
Knawmean?
I rep n.y. - the boogie down, baby
L.v., r.c.
[name] crew
Terror squad, baby
This is how we do
1-9-9-9, baby
Triple seis backwards
Feel it
We gon� ride n****, ride n****, ride n****
You gon� die n****, die n****, die n****