East New York!! oh god!!. Yeah got that gangsta gangsta gully gully. Yeah big business Joe Crack the don. Terror Squad baby BX boro holdin down to the death. It's nothin realer than this you heard uh what huh. [Verse 1]. Its like I'm always out to prove somethin. Everytime I stop on the block. I set up shop and try to move somethin. And I'm talkin about kilo's and pounds. Fuck a desert eagle. I got shit that spit over 300 rounds. Can tell by the scar on my neck. I spar with the best. Joey boombay-ay hit hard with the left. Sharp with the right I dont know why I bother. Y'all not retarded. Man ya know what the squadron is like. And he can get it too. But I let him die slow death I probably just collectin his food. I'm deadin ya crew. To tell ya the truth we not stoppin. I'm like lil' lease from b-street man I keep poppin. The streets knockin my shit the d's watchin my shift. We can do this however east glock or the fifth. I leave you chumps to frame right where you standin. Daughter slaughtered and maimed you should have paid the ransom. [chorus x2]. Its the T E R R O R squad nigga get it right. Its the nigga joe the don. And the kid flow hard ask the clique. Niggas be like you crazy he got classic shit. [Verse 2]. Its the killa kid from the bronx. Holdin down to the death. You can hear the squad comin. By the sound of the techs. A hundred rounds in a sec. Leave you on front page. You would think I was down with the ROC. The way I just blazed. I puff haze to keep my mind at ease. Can't wait for the day to see shyne released. This hip hop shit is unjust who you gon' trust. When most of these record label execs is dumb fucks. I keep a gun tuck under my belly. Only nigga on the island makin calls from the celly. We watchin belly on the DV 60 inch TV. Flat shit attatch to the back of the CP. This game need me I'm like gotti once I'm gone. All you gonna have left is a bunch of fake dons. Champagne with the women run a game for the puddin. Its all the same still runnin trains with my hoodmen. A bunch of goodmen but dont get it confused. We like dinero in heat nigga nothin to loose. I know you seen the shoot out scene. Dont make us reneact cuz I rather be layed up in ?? with a featured actress. [chorus x2]. Its the T E R R O R squad nigga get it right. Its the nigga joe the don. And the kid flow hard ask the clique. Niggas be like you crazy he got classic shit. Yea hell yea uh brought to you by the realest motherfuckers in this game. The infamous terror squad yea real niggas real dons. Real G's haha come on woo uh. Ton' Montana rest in peace forever never forget.. Big Pun!