[ Fat Joe ]
What
What
Yeah
Diggin' In The Crates
Terror Squad
We the best at this
Everybody stealin our style, stealin our flows
Stealin our beats
Feedin off of us
All these fake rappers in the rap game
So-called rappers
What
[ Hook: Armageaddon (2X) ]
Yo, real niggas use what they pull out, hold up, start a shoot out
Black out, cool out, then they back out
Daily routine, stompin fiends in they spleen, no shorts
Ill like Chinatown gangsters, extort the sea port
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
Aluminum-crush a coco, rockin stolen gold of Africa
Ill, dressed to kill, a Navy massacre
United Nations-sized slinky Benz, lookin like ambassadors
King off a roundtable, Glock 9 as calibers
Kidnap a senator, free the Rikers Islanders
Tell a Sicilian he got nigga in his blood, no jive
Terror Squad possessed by the souls of dead Comanche tribes
Scalp em, scrape em and rape em, repossess Plymouth Rock
Mnage trois with gogo bitches twice to split on my cock
Fire spark the hydro, burn a bush without the pyro
Blessed be the only saint I know exist in the Bible
What if God was one of us, downin mo' liqor and dust
A stranger sellin drugs duckin TNT bust
Comin through like an army of nigga rocker gorilla men
Terror Squad legacy live the next millennium
Iron curtain-styled tanks, gruesome shit that make mother faint
That ain't no color paint, ( ? )
New York electrocute, Mississippi don't shoot
Tie his neck to a maple, hang him, strange fruit
What
What
Yeah
Diggin' In The Crates
Terror Squad
We the best at this
Everybody stealin our style, stealin our flows
Stealin our beats
Feedin off of us
All these fake rappers in the rap game
So-called rappers
What
[ Hook: Armageaddon (2X) ]
Yo, real niggas use what they pull out, hold up, start a shoot out
Black out, cool out, then they back out
Daily routine, stompin fiends in they spleen, no shorts
Ill like Chinatown gangsters, extort the sea port
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
Aluminum-crush a coco, rockin stolen gold of Africa
Ill, dressed to kill, a Navy massacre
United Nations-sized slinky Benz, lookin like ambassadors
King off a roundtable, Glock 9 as calibers
Kidnap a senator, free the Rikers Islanders
Tell a Sicilian he got nigga in his blood, no jive
Terror Squad possessed by the souls of dead Comanche tribes
Scalp em, scrape em and rape em, repossess Plymouth Rock
Mnage trois with gogo bitches twice to split on my cock
Fire spark the hydro, burn a bush without the pyro
Blessed be the only saint I know exist in the Bible
What if God was one of us, downin mo' liqor and dust
A stranger sellin drugs duckin TNT bust
Comin through like an army of nigga rocker gorilla men
Terror Squad legacy live the next millennium
Iron curtain-styled tanks, gruesome shit that make mother faint
That ain't no color paint, ( ? )
New York electrocute, Mississippi don't shoot
Tie his neck to a maple, hang him, strange fruit
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