"Remember Pun?" 

Yeah, check me out.. 

"Remember Pun?" 

Terror Squad.. 



[Triple Seis] 

I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars 

Face Triple Seis the God of War like Mars 

that leave MC's smashed but my Squad, is odd 

Y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous 

of my extreme fellas, rockin the (?) sweaters 

The ones who paid with they life 

I rock for forty days and forty nights, and every verse is tight 

Better than before; rough, rugged, and raw 

Chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore 

This ain't a game, I'll leave you maimed 

Allow me to explain I thrive on the pain while robbin your chain 

Knahmean? Do him and the fiend, grab his wallet 

Leave a trail-blazin like (Rasheed Wallace) 

What's today's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker 

I walk the same streets the police take us 

Livin on the corner so won't speak it out my mouth 

Respect and got the money son that's all that it's about 

No doubt, silence of code, violence of mode 

Under control, can tell my real niggaz really roll 

On the low tryin to blow trees 

And for no reas', we hit a nigga up for mo' cheese 

Better relate and start to think, or be the missin link 

I got my +Hustle+ on like Larry Flynt 



[Big Pun] 

We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart 

Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art 

Takin New York cats past the stars 

First it was Nasty Nas now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh 

Computer chip locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough 

Hold your toaster low, business never personal 

Just some words to know - if you run the streets 

come in peace or leave in pieces 

Even Jesus was killed by the polices 

They crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry 'em 

Depends on the state if death is my fate then cool I'm dyin 

If that's my destiny it's meant to be 

Just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me 

Aight crew? (No doubt Pun!) Aight then, let's fight then 

I'm hypened, comin with the thunder and the lightning 

Invitin the comp, ice on the arm 

Nights when I storm, snipin your moms, right from the Bronx 

Mic in the palm it's the ghetto God 

I rip a nigga heart out his frame while I scream TERROR SQUAD 

Be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife 

She said she'd starve on a diet instead I'm a God in her eyes 

The father of Christ, sure to be immortal 

Guzzlin beer bottles by the dozen with Devin that's mi hermano 



"Big Pun.." ".. will be here, forever" -  KRS 

"We brave in the heart.." 

".. p-p-p-playin a part" 

"Amazingly smart.." 

".. remember Pun?", "That's the ghetto God" 

"We brave in the heart.." 

".. p-p-p-playin a part" 

"Amazingly smart.." 

".. remember Pun?", "That's the ghetto God" 

"We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart" 

"Big Pun.." ".. for-EVER!" -  KRS 



[Prospect] 

You ain't understand how I push your wig back quick 

A little quiet nigga wouldn't think I did that shit 

I'm from where the guns love to introduce theyself 

Reduce your health, little bulletproofs get felt 

Who mind ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady 

I'm John Blazin when you see the arms razin 

Shit crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than the long 'chette 

Far from a snitch nigga who call Teddy 

I click triggers how you more ready and switch bigger 

than more berry I'm a cherry you a strawberry 

If you lost that mean I'm on top of the whip 

You plottin to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip 

You stop with the quick and never make another move 

Even your mother lose, I hurt up your pops to pay your brother dues 



"Big Pun.." 

"Forever.. do you understand? FOREVER!" -  KRS 



[Fat Joe] 

Make way for krill, I don't play I spray for real 

Blow your top with the glock, that's my favorite kill 

Blaze your crib with like thirty shots 

I'm already hot, but my last one is with some dirty cops 

I play the streets with toast cause the thieves is close 

Wanna keep your post then don't beef with Joe 

Still niggaz think I won't bring the heat out 

That's like sayin Puff ain't never beat up Steve Stoute 

Truth first, Terror Squad, shoot first 

War with me and you guaranteed to leave the earth 

I'm, dressed to kill, my niggaz rep for real 

Joe Crack's back like I never had a deal 

Hungry and shit, it don't get more lovely than this 

Blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin your lips 

The street's a trip; either you deep or you sleep with the fish 

I keep a fifth for them niggaz that's seekin to flip 



"We brave in the heart.." 

".. p-p-p-playin a part" 

"Amazingly smart.." 

".. remember Pun?", "That's the ghetto God" 

"We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart" 

"Big Pun.." ".. for-EVER!" -  KRS 

"Do you understand? FOREVER!" -  KRS