Trilogy of Terrors Afu-Ra (Ft. Guru & Hannibal Stax)

[Intro]
Now here in the studio
It's all knuckles and know-how
But when that red light goes off
Just a friendly word of advice

[Afu-Ra]
You'll meet your fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the paper
Its the trilogy of terror, don't step outside your area
Heavy verses cause curses, and worsens
Some'll search this, while my crew, they must re-earth this
Thing called terror in the book of mental pages
Five stages of rage unable to be caged in
Or cornered in or ran up in, fuck running
Annihilate your database quick, before you come in
Or maybe summon, gods of, lyrical warfare
Shine like fireworks, so you forget your flares
Kick shit straight up and down, like nigga chases
If you basin, one verse, have you cased in
Like that rock from that spots thats on your block
They made up, that shit called T.N.T. that get me knocked
Kick lyrical lozenges, kick shit like harsh bitches
And if you fuck around, you unsung like hostages
You got the message, you think you got theology
About the science when you fuckin with this trilogy