Songtexte:
Terror Squad 99 Live

man Big Pun, hit em up My man Joey Crack, hit em up The whole Terror Squad hit em up The Thoroughbreds, we hit em up Prospect '99 It's almost over, baby

man Big Pun, hit em up My man Joey Crack, hit em up The whole Terror Squad hit em up The Thoroughbreds, we hit em up Prospect '99 It's almost over, baby

and bludgeoned his f**kin' clan Holy land Who spit the live shit The do or die, Illadelph Jedi Mind shit The hot shit Live raps crack your jaw Like who

stars Red carpet to the Larmitage We throwin red dice At the Mirage I pull that red Lamborghini Or twenties out my garage Instead of shopping South Beach like - and Terror Squad

dungeon and plunder his fucking plan holy land who spit the live shit the do or die in the jail, Jedi Mind shit the hot shit live raps crack your jaw