Bring 'Em Back

Yeah

This is clasic shit right here, vintage shit

Go get ya tape decks ready uh

You know I had to bring 'em back hahahaha

Terror era's the squad man

Yeah uh yo uh yo

Aye yo I'm old school like Rick Ruler sick jewels to big buddah

Lift dudes wit the six shooter Luger (Ooh Yeeah)

That means bring it back NY king of that

The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that

The 4th comin don't look now theres more comin

And we all stunnaz wit lil money but still hungry

True story once threw a nigga from a two story

asked for my paper said theres nothin he can do for me

Thats like takin a steak out of a lions mouth

Betta yet that like takin a plate outta Ryans mouth

Thatll neva happen ova my dead body

Feds got me plastered on the wall like I'm the heir to Gotti

I swear to Mambo and Nore and all the left wreck

A nigga try front on his body he gettin sent back

Dont resent Crack I'm just what you wanna be

Young rich and famous bitches can't get enough of me

And they runnin up on me usually in groups of them

But not just everyday but you could neva be too use to them

I be abusin them squeezin fresh oranges

Breakfast in the mornin get some strength and then it's on again

I just had to bring 'em back

(Word you definitly know what I'm about)

You know I had to bring 'em back yo

{All my friends call me stout}

I just had to bring 'em back

(Flamboyant baby)

You know I had to bring 'em back yo

When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow

I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about 5-0

A hard core life I toast to ex flaw

therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law

My only pencil was a mug shot slugs were thugs got pot

get swellin hops from sellin tops to da drugs spot

G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks

and cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped the glock

Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike

Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight

Cause we put the guns down and go one round

wit the hands but man I ain't the one, you'll get done clown

I can in my style, cause I'm versitile

Quick to burst a child I'm livin worse than foul

I pack two techs in case ya crew flex

I wet up the set in a second yell whos next

To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like Shaft

Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh

You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you softer than jelly jack

I attack in black wit a gat and a skully hat

I just had to bring 'em back

{All my friends call me stout}

You know I had to bring 'em back yo

(Flamboyant baby)

I just had to bring 'em back

{Terror Squad cause we stunt}

You know I had to bring 'em back yo

No doubt I'm from the X and I seen it all

Shorties wit dreams of playin ball for Seaton Hall turnin fiends a full

From Meda ward to Sacuon the same sad song

is bein sung, its like gimmie a gun and I'm back on

Joey Crack, Pun, TS, Bronx regulators

Stomp little niggaz to death for tryin to imitate us

Yall could neva see us, be us, TS, kill da bs

Cause Pun got more guns and funds than Undeas

Un be us, I'm from the BX so I have to roll

Blast the 4 crash ya door smash ya hoe

Hack off ya skull, I'm stackin heads like totem poles

Blow a hole in ya colon throw you from here to Fordan road

Blow fa blow, I toe to toe with the toughest

bring the ruckas to the roughest muthafucka its nothin but luckstress

My crews are cussin to bustin ass crushin glass

in niggaz faces leavin traces of red out this bloody bath

I want the cash off the jiddump, I cock and blast the piddump

at any piddunk tryin to laugh at the Briddonx

You ain't no kiddon for the Terror Squadron

You feel the fear of God when I steal a car and flatten ya Pierre Cardan

I peirce ya noggin if you startin trouble, spark the dot above you

and watch it blossom like a flower throughout the borough

No doubt I'm thorough with a parascope rifle extended rycle

cycle thatll tear the whole Bible out

I'm sweatin no idols a title's all I request

Best rappers know that Pun and Y the chaperones of death.

I just had to bring 'em back

(Word you definitly know what I'm about)

You know I had to bring 'em back yo

{All my friends call me stout}

I just had to bring 'em back

(Flamboyant baby)

You know I had to bring 'em back yo