[Fat Joe]
 Welcome to the world of Joe  flooded with thugs and hoes
 Real niggas  drug dealers  with villas in the show
 ??? parked in twenty car garages
 Living the largest  with ??? garbage
 Shit  I get down for mine
 Terror Squad run things in any town you can find
 New York  New York  big city of dreams
 Where there's nothing but for car bitches and ???
 Say for cash  fat pieces of hash
 Never giving a fuck, get your shit laced up
 The corrupt crutas wake me up to new crimes
 On news prime: gangster rapper goes nuts and won't sign
 Joey Crack's the rock, known for packing Macs and glocks
 Stay away from Little Pub cause his stacks is hot
 Shot, in the middle of the street
 Pretty boys don't sleep cause beauty is only skin deep

 [Lord Finesse]
 While you playing games, we claimin fame slaying dames
 The aim is to make Mo' Money like Damon Wayans
 You know our names, we don't play jokes
 You niggas ain't feeling us? You ain't supposed to, that's for gay folks
 You stay broke, we stay holding and stay rolling
 Rap a token, exploding, my game's golden
 Pockets swollen, we make the freaks stare
 Roll with some chocolate grimey niggas, but ain't nothing sweet here
 Keep clear, outta here so keep stepping
 Make hit records off of loops that's six seconds
 No question the cash tipper, the ass whipper
 Need a chick I can hang with, fuck you broads that wear glass slippers
 Bigger, city slicker, you cats follow me?
 Finesse is among the stars like astrology
 Greater knowledge, G, shit's wild, I flip styles
 On the mile, let me pass it off like Crystal

 [Fat Joe]
 Yo it's all love, thug niggas and all of the above
 Drug dealers, killer, niggas at the Player's Club
 Young ladies, sisters, rump shaking bitches
 Niggas on the Island rock 150 stitches (Repeat 2x)

 [Big L]
 Yo my cash flow don't get low, this jet increase
 And whoever tries to take mine will rest in peace
 Keep a stone look, peace to every known crook
 Not those who go to jail and can't hold they own and come home shook
 So hold on and prepare to get rolled on
 My crew robs every fag that walks through the Boneyard
 Cats who act rah rah will catch a jim star
 So those who fake the funk don't get far, pah
 Me and my clan parlay sipping Grand Marlet
 At a party at the bar is where we stand all day
 In '97 I'm bubbling, no more stuggling
 If I fall, it's back to selling drugs again and busting slugs in men
 No doubt, you know what I'm about
 The last slouch that walked through my block didn't make it out
 Because I stuck that nigga, then I bucked that nigga
 (I felt sorry for that nigga) I give a fuck, that nigga

 [A.G.]
 We be the bomb, baby, indeed I smoke weed
 Been ripping shit since the late 80's, so what you need?
 I was here before, that's why I rise and stand tall
 And send y'all back to the wall like I'm Darryl Straw
 The truth is, don't give a damn if you're ruthless
 Make it happen, I look at platinum niggas like "Who's this?"
 Word the the bloody city, Babylon will
 Die in inequities, project overkill
 Be in the future shining, gold with diamonds
 The nigga been used to climbing, my whole life
 Straight more, if it ain't rough, it ain't right
 We bring the heat, all you do is bark, we bite
 I'm authentic, and once I send it, it's unretrievalbe
 Like nuclear missles, I meant it, now it's time to lace this
 Off to the faceless
 Niggas get brushed up and ??? and face it