Terror (Explicit) - Masta Ace Incorporated
Written  by：Duval  Clear
Hit me over the head n***a
Yeah you're God d**n right
We got the sh*t to make your dome split
You f**king around over here
You gonna feel the terror
Hello hello hello
Hello hello hello
What's your name kid
Well let's just say
It's the A to the S E
Don't try to test me
And I just be
Brownsville to the bone like that
Stone avenue where ya at
Who you run with
Well the I N C
I got Lord to the D
I got Paula to the P
Plus me ey leschea
Keep the tangarae
And pour me a glass of that monkey made of brass fast
That's how it is and how it goes
I don't need silk clothes
To pull all the holes in your head
Bum the gunshots and the raps
I bust mad caps when the wack take naps
Perhaps I need to wake 'em up
Then I take 'em up then I shake 'em up
Hey then I break 'em up like glass
I'm up in that ass like sharman harmin'
MC's that feel like swarmin'
Like flees
But I got these
Pesticide rhymes
You best to try crimes
'Cuz if you try to f**k with this
Then you just made an error
And you gonna feel the terror
Hello hello hello
Hello hello hello
Coming through in the black cherry automobile
That's how I feel
Everybody claimin' real and holdin' still
But I be on some rollin' sh*t holdin' sh*t
Down for my borough Brooklyn base thorough
That's why I do or die
Like bed stuy
Oh my that sh*t that get you high
It's something up a phenomenon
Like white lines
Me and mines run thick like hines
Catch up you can't catch up
So play the rear over there
It's B base in your ear
And your eyes
So realize and recognize
A n***a dies
When we terrorize
Hello hello hello
Hello hello hello
I don't think you really wanna play
Cuz' we be doin' niggas every day
Just like that
Just like that
Just like that
I cram a knife in your back
The I N C don't care about you and your crew
Or them niggas that you run with them
The niggas you'll get done with check it
We be comin' with that bigger and better and more sh*t
We got that raw sh*t
It's the I
It's the N
It's the C
No mistery you no anonomy
You must not know the time
If you wanna try and say that
Whatchu' got there I N C
Motherf**king right yo play that hate that
Feels so good that my mind won't let go
Blackboy blackboy
Turn that sh*t down
F**k that
Now feel the terror in my sound
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