Letras:
Terror Squad Feelin This

this You love the way we rip a track We take a little love, then give it back We Terror Squad, Terror Squad [ VERSE 2: Prospect ] I master this, when

this You love the way we rip a track We take a little love, then give it back We Terror Squad, Terror Squad [ VERSE 2: Prospect ] I master this, when

that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president, but this ain't the takeover Now, there's the speaker, bring your ears a little closer Before you call this

blast, and black ski mask throwing shots out a dodge magnum, gangbang forever put the barrel on the head of the devil, wit homicidal intentions I reign terror, on any cliq or squad

Here we go, yeah, baba bap [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes] This shit ain't over motherfucker, just wait a second God of this rap, it's only right that I end

Philly niggaz wouldn't applaud Nobody know your record nor who you openin for Can tell your squad's artificial while approachin the door So you should prepare, for lyrical terror

unforbidden, got to live, wildstyle begun So uplift the mind, boy I'll bring out the sun [Chorus x2: U-God] You trapped in this rap in this world bizarre

feel my heartbeat We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep, and just spark the leaf It's hard to creep since I found Joe Every pretty round brown hoe wanna go down low But this

Yeah This is classic shit right here, vintage shit Go get ya tape decks ready You know I had to bring 'em back Terror era's the squad man Yeah uh yo uh