[ Buju Banton ]
   Never jump up in-a mi face, cause I gun
   Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
   Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
   Hey (what about Pun?
   Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
   Terror Squad leader, come down..
  
   [ VERSE 1: Fat Joe ]
  
   When I was young I blazed the corner with a vengeance
   Crack king descendant, 14 years old facin a sentence
   Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants
   Know your legends Fat Joe, Soul blowin up sessions
   Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection
   Through the ice on my gold you see your own reflection
   Can't tell me shit about murder and movin weight
   I got niggas that's off the scale that'll bust through you and your mate
   It's proven today, Armageaddon's comin sooner than late
   We rappers that really blast, I know Cuban relates
   50 niggas of terror, rockin 560 leathers
   Some of us are dyin to gain, but the name lives forever
   Marked on my flesh to make my thoughts manifest
   When I spark, no man's heart could withstand through the test
   Apply the pressure like I used to do, but Crack never left
   I traded in my double breasted for a Mac and a vest
   What the fuck?
  
   [ Buju Banton ]
   Never jump up in-a mi face, I gun
   Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
   Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
   Hey (what about Pun?)
   Lord
   (Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
   Tonight is a whole lot of fun
  
   [ VERSE 2: Buju Banton ]
  
   Tell them, icin this
   >From the heart of Kingston to the ice of Alaska
   Buffalo Soldier, hardcore rasta
   I am di originial, fuck di impostor
   Determined to make it with or without ya
   No borders, no boundaries
   I've got to take care of my enemies
   Don't you oppress, eleviate stress
   Disrespect ??? wreckless
   Artillery strapped over my chest
   Bullet a-penetrate from right out to left
   Skip and dive, duck like _The Matrix_
   From the day I've been born I have been a target
   Get-get-get, whenever whoever
   Disrespect Buju Banton - never
   Lord
  
   ??? clever
   Wanted, make di front page of di ???
   Terror Squad crew, you're takin over
   Over, over, over
   Hear dis
  
   Never jump up in-a mi face, cause I gun
   Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
   Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
   Tell them
   (What about Pun?
   Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
   Rudebwoy ???? pon down
  
   [ VERSE 3: Big Pun ]
   Easy..
   Seeeeeen?
   Little baby jacker, raised my little sister while you baby-sat
   Why she livin fat, she ain't got a baby back
   Ya heard? Cause where we at it's either live or die
   I seen a nigga sky high from blye, cause he thought the shit was fly
   I let you ride if you bustin
   I let you die if you bluffin
   Cause to die is the whole price of nothin
   You fuckin with all brothers and Bronx bombers
   Who want drama, word to my dead and gone mama
   Let me find the next muthafucka
   Disrespect Fat Joe, the Don Carta
   And I'ma have to jig a nigga like Shawn Carter
   What's wrong, partner?
   Punisher peel your banana, see you mañana
   Leave your mama covered with a white ???
   That's right, I'ma be there with my guns
   Blowin the spot, I ain't got no hair on my tongues
   Cause where I'm from we don't only talk the talk
   We walk the walk, B-X, baby, New York, New York
  
   [ Buju Banton ]
   Never jump up in-a mi face, I gun
   Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
   This was Fat Joe and Buju Banton
   Tell them
   (What about Pun?
   Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
  
   [ Fat Joe ]
   Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha..
   Buju Banton
   Original rasta gangsta
   Fat Joe
   Terror Squad massive
   What, what?
   Murderous
   What