Loyalty (edited album version) - Fat Joe/Armageddon/The Prospects/Remy
Terror squad motherf**kers
They're all gonna laugh at ya haha
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Yeah yo uh oh god haha
Haha feedin you feedin you
Yo feedin you feedin you
Yo uh yo call me the JV artist
That means I own two joint ventures and two different labels
Niggas that pay me homage
Been in this game for nine seasons
That's nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme beefin
Ya'll niggas is rappin a** backwards
I left twenty spots since beginnin this rap sh*t
All yo papi lo que pasa contigo
Mad cause I'm the only ni**a reppin our people
When I came in this game no one wanted the job
All of a sudden niggas actin like they wanna go hard
Spittin venom 'bout the squad try and shittin the god
This ain't no scarface sh*t blow up your kids in the car
And since you wanna act like you livin a movie
I'll hit you with more shots than Bruce Lee got in a fist of fury
B**ch niggas nothin but snitch niggas
Today you on my dick tomorrow you on his ni**a
Got deported from the squad can't afford another car
Where's your house at I heard your livin with your moms
Livin with your moms
Blane ni**a better stay in your place
Keep talkin burst a flame in your face motherf**ker
Yo yo with this comparison the geddy is god
Cause even though you never seen me I been put fear in your hearts
And I'm smooth like a mulo it theme
Skip bullets of your coogi beam
Before you knew you were seen
Yeah I'm nice and I don't care if you know
Cause all you really need to understand is how hard I'm rulin with Joe
And the streets is no place for late bloomers
Just gangsta niggas snakes and b**ches that meant to spread rumors
Listen I'm from the Bronx were the gun shoot rabid
Front if you want but don't think we don't shoot rapids
I'm what some might consider a ghost
Cause I move at night plus I'm the type to play a live ni**a close
I'm the ultimate high consulted rhyme vocalist
I write d**e spit dust and sh*t cocoa bricks
This is what you dicks need to act knowledge
Or get the sh*t smacked outta ya fat cabbage
Don't ask why we act violent
We just killas and thugs
Niggas wit mad talent that still dabble in ***
I only rap now to speak to the streets
They say the squad gotta feed 'em the beef
So we gonna feed 'em the beef
My nine milly blaze and hit hard like Willy Mays
Since my kiddy days grew up with thugs who were really crazed
Ain't no silly games right here be the truth
150 proof whoever I'm talkin to you
They call me prospect I'm one in a mil
One of the real I rap but I still put a gun in your grill
I'm the reason why I catch you when your car breezin by
With your iceberg team
You look when the light turns green
Your scared to death don't make me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for actin like I carin what's left
Anyone can get it in a minute give it some time I'm livin this rhyme
Let my nine get in your spine sit and recline
Get so mad forget and rewind
So I can see what I did again and just slide
To the next level hop on the bike and just pedal
Bustin at your best rebel who runnin to test medal
Let me get settled lay my mom down in this game
For niggas kinda refain I push 'em down in the train
Bout it the same my three cousins up in the benz
Big g psycho and e ya'll know what this is
Yo yo it's the t e a r a a r a o r squad
So you know I gotta be that b**ch remy mar
With Armageddon and your ni**a Joe the god
Tony sunshine and motherf**kin prospect
Straight out the projects
A forest where they kill for mils and they blast the steel
But I'm from murda murda castle hill
I got a big a** burner but I'll slash your grill
Yo don't got no status don't want no static
They knew you was loco Toto and I don't no Spanish
All I know is how to cock back and aim for the cabbage
And keep on bustin 'til the b**ch brain splatter
And the kids won't matter when the crib's on fire
What you spit don't matter cause this b**ch on fire
And I won't stop rockin 'til I retire
Any b**ch disagree is a god damn liar
Yeah uh infamous terror squad ni**a
Loyalty what does it mean to you
How many a ya'll niggas is loyal
All these Benedict Arnold niggas
Switch sidin niggas ya heard
Ni**a I throw this whole rap sh*t out the window in a sec ya heard
Joe crack the don diggler
The savior Caesar the streets is mine ni**a
We ride who wanna test the record launcher ya see 'em
Uh haha feedin you feedin you feedin you
Make your move baby c'mon
Step up baby
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Terror squad motherf**kers
They're all gonna laugh at ya haha
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Yeah yo uh oh god haha
Haha feedin you feedin you
Yo feedin you feedin you
Yo uh yo call me the JV artist
That means I own two joint ventures and two different labels
Niggas that pay me homage
Been in this game for nine seasons
That's nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme beefin
Ya'll niggas is rappin a** backwards
I left twenty spots since beginnin this rap sh*t
All yo papi lo que pasa contigo
Mad cause I'm the only ni**a reppin our people
When I came in this game no one wanted the job
All of a sudden niggas actin like they wanna go hard
Spittin venom 'bout the squad try and shittin the god
This ain't no scarface sh*t blow up your kids in the car
And since you wanna act like you livin a movie
I'll hit you with more shots than Bruce Lee got in a fist of fury
B**ch niggas nothin but snitch niggas
Today you on my dick tomorrow you on his ni**a
Got deported from the squad can't afford another car
Where's your house at I heard your livin with your moms
Livin with your moms
Blane ni**a better stay in your place
Keep talkin burst a flame in your face motherf**ker
Yo yo with this comparison the geddy is god
Cause even though you never seen me I been put fear in your hearts
And I'm smooth like a mulo it theme
Skip bullets of your coogi beam
Before you knew you were seen
Yeah I'm nice and I don't care if you know
Cause all you really need to understand is how hard I'm rulin with Joe
And the streets is no place for late bloomers
Just gangsta niggas snakes and b**ches that meant to spread rumors
Listen I'm from the Bronx were the gun shoot rabid
Front if you want but don't think we don't shoot rapids
I'm what some might consider a ghost
Cause I move at night plus I'm the type to play a live ni**a close
I'm the ultimate high consulted rhyme vocalist
I write d**e spit dust and sh*t cocoa bricks
This is what you dicks need to act knowledge
Or get the sh*t smacked outta ya fat cabbage
Don't ask why we act violent
We just killas and thugs
Niggas wit mad talent that still dabble in ***
I only rap now to speak to the streets
They say the squad gotta feed 'em the beef
So we gonna feed 'em the beef
My nine milly blaze and hit hard like Willy Mays
Since my kiddy days grew up with thugs who were really crazed
Ain't no silly games right here be the truth
150 proof whoever I'm talkin to you
They call me prospect I'm one in a mil
One of the real I rap but I still put a gun in your grill
I'm the reason why I catch you when your car breezin by
With your iceberg team
You look when the light turns green
Your scared to death don't make me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for actin like I carin what's left
Anyone can get it in a minute give it some time I'm livin this rhyme
Let my nine get in your spine sit and recline
Get so mad forget and rewind
So I can see what I did again and just slide
To the next level hop on the bike and just pedal
Bustin at your best rebel who runnin to test medal
Let me get settled lay my mom down in this game
For niggas kinda refain I push 'em down in the train
Bout it the same my three cousins up in the benz
Big g psycho and e ya'll know what this is
Yo yo it's the t e a r a a r a o r squad
So you know I gotta be that b**ch remy mar
With Armageddon and your ni**a Joe the god
Tony sunshine and motherf**kin prospect
Straight out the projects
A forest where they kill for mils and they blast the steel
But I'm from murda murda castle hill
I got a big a** burner but I'll slash your grill
Yo don't got no status don't want no static
They knew you was loco Toto and I don't no Spanish
All I know is how to cock back and aim for the cabbage
And keep on bustin 'til the b**ch brain splatter
And the kids won't matter when the crib's on fire
What you spit don't matter cause this b**ch on fire
And I won't stop rockin 'til I retire
Any b**ch disagree is a god damn liar
Yeah uh infamous terror squad ni**a
Loyalty what does it mean to you
How many a ya'll niggas is loyal
All these Benedict Arnold niggas
Switch sidin niggas ya heard
Ni**a I throw this whole rap sh*t out the window in a sec ya heard
Joe crack the don diggler
The savior Caesar the streets is mine ni**a
We ride who wanna test the record launcher ya see 'em
Uh haha feedin you feedin you feedin you
Make your move baby c'mon
Step up baby
They're all gonna laugh at ya
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