[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? [bad word]  salute with your gun)
 Terror Squad [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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, [bad word] 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 [bad word] 

[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
 [bad word]  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, [bad word] 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? [bad word]  salute with your gun) [bad word] [????] 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 [bad word] sky high from blye, cause he thought the [bad word] 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 [bad word] with all brothers and Bronx bombers
 Who want drama, word to my dead and gone mama
 Let me find the next [bad word]  Disrespect Fat Joe, the Don Carta
 And I'ma have to jig a [bad word] 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? [bad word]  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