Terror Squad - In for Life lyrics

[Big Punisher]

Don't even move a muscle

Clap at ya feet, blast ya boot buckle

Cowboy style, dance bitch, do the hustle

Let me see you sweat, follow the leader through the streets of death

Piece the bits together till you come up wit at least a brick

Then we can flip that, sip Henny and kick back

Chit-chat real quick, how we gon' split that

I suggest that we bubble it all

Cop a bundle of raw, start small, see if we can double the score

I stumble across my share of obtsacles

Staring death dead in the opticals

Cuz I'm never scared of the impossible

Ask the rasta dudes if our gonga ain't the tightest

Ask the pasta dudes if our china ain't the whitest

and none of my prostitutes vaginas got the virus

If you see one in the hospital you could bet it was violence

That's the science, my alliance is Terror Squad

If there's a god, show me sign so I can share my scars

Chorus [Prospect]

We in for life, ready to fight, my twins is hype

Better get it right or get deaded on sight

So take flight, make one mistake and pay twice

Cuz shit is trife, lose your life just tryin to break night

We in for life, under the lights but I'm outta sight

When I write sometimes I wonder if it's outta spite

I like livin on the edge, sippin strippers at the wedge

Sharin spritsers, gettin head, it's the life we live

[Triple Seis]

Play the corners at night, away from the fortunate lifes

For the gunplay, thugs auction the heist

Slugs put you in a coffin for life

It's bug how they put you on ice

For the love, the money ain't right

Haters'll grudge, pay you like a mummy at night

Stiff as a dick, told you when to quit from this shit

Got hit, cuz you was quick to split loot wit ya bitch

Get a coupe and a six, but never troop in the mix

It seems foul, ? niggas while the cream pile

Didn't give a fuck, talkin tough "Look at me now"

Shockin the world, should've been on top of your girl

She gon' do you in, turn around and rock your world

For petty dough, niggas on the streets already know

You about to go, movin on your block just to stop the flow

We about to blow, step up in rank

Step off the bank, niggas done fucked up to think

Chorus

[Prospect]

Aiyyo I hold the pain, like my body was numb wit novacaine

No one can fold the name, Terror Squad a soldier game

Already know the game, Prospect the quote of fame

Touch up a older dame, and confirm the motor train

My vocals'll slow your brain

I'm comin at you like a boa-crane

Even through the cold and rain, I penetrate through all weather

Eliminate who you call better

It's all "shut up shut up", I'll leave your car wet up

[Cuban Link]

Set it off, we all together, gettin cheddar livin better

Sippin amarettos, whippin the Vette instead of a Jetta

Dead up, never let up bet up, we settle vendettas

Ghetto dwellers, y'all better duck when I let off the beretta

Hit em up, yet I'm the terror that America wants dead

A blunt head turnin punks red when I pump lead

I stomp a hole through your chest

Grab your soul, mold ya flesh

Hold ya breath cuz your next stop is death

Chorus

[Fat Joe]

Yeah yeah, we in for mothafuckin like, ya heard me?

See you niggas creepin over there

Thinkin y'all niggas could cut corners, get around

Nigga this is the mothafuckin T-Squaders

We will BUY YOU mothafuckas, simple as that

So-called mothafuckin rap killas, rap pimps

Niggas is BITCHES to me, simple as that

Mothafuckin Terror Squad

Since the mothafuckin early 80's until

WHAT! You better ask somebody

This the real shit here, NO ONE REALER!!