"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]