Lyrics Terror - Bodega Bamz

Terror

Y’all got a major movement for 2000
Everybody feelin' y’all now and y’all growin', man
Things is happenin' for y’all
Y’all got this whole big domino effect that’s happenin'?
How you feel about that, boss?
I’m cruisin', man
I’m just goin' with the flow, you know what I’m sayin'?
'til it’s my time to burn
Way before «Lean Back»
I was really listenin' to Punisher and Joey Crack
Yo, Ohla, this Tanboy shit is all real
Yo, the story goes wild teen from the Barrio
Pan con mantequilla, you could see us playin' dominoes
Don Cartagena, adios to mañana
Master locked the door, couldn’t crack open the sala
Mira, mira, papa, the people askin' what really happened
The Honda scooters up in Jimmy Cafe
Yo, you ain’t a killer, what’s a Bible verse to a nigga?
I never had a OG or a babysitter
I use to idolize those guys from the Boogie Down
I put my hoodie down, ready, power, forty cal
They look like me and talk like my cousins
Latin niggas dressin' jiggy, that was somethin' to see
I’m doin' me now even though they dump us
I’m wonderin' if Pun would’ve loved us, word
I met Cuban, told a nigga, keep your head up high
Your heart is broken, but at least you’re here and still alive
I met Prospect and really I ain’t catch his vibe
But who am I, right?
Terror Squad, Terror era meant a lot to me
Meant a lot to me, meant a lot to me
I had a manager who told me, let’s reach out to Joe
Honestly, I wasn’t with it, but I said, let’s go
Truthfully, I don’t even think that Fat Joe know
But they asked me what the budget and I was like whoa
Broke my heart, had to laugh it off, I’ll be back
And I’ma carry on the torch for them, that’s a fact
I respect what they did, that goes beyond sayin'
I’m only here because of God, that goes beyond prayin'
When it comes to pickin' beats, Joey ears amazin'
And I’ma come clean, I feel you underrated
You made a youngen feel proud about his heritage
Fuckin' bitches, «What's Luv?»
was the medicine
I hope you know I’m ready out reppin' us to death
And I don’t care for a feature, but I want respect
Every member on my squad got a scar on they face
A bullet hole in they body, it’s nothin' fake
Terror Squad, Terror era meant a lot to me
Meant a lot to me, meant a lot to me
When I met Craig Kellman, he brung you up
'cause he saw you in me and I was really touched
And I ain’t signed to Atlantic, but it’s all good
And I ain’t got a bunch of hits, but it’s all good
You showed me what that glamor life was all about
Penny pinchin', look for quarters up in grandma’s house
It’s the real, it’s the real still the hardest shit
Robbed your uncle in the van, you was off the shits
The fat gangsta, Big Pun—I miss you
Never be another more official—Tanboys