RudeboySalute(ExplicitLPVersion)

Rudeboy Salute (Explicit LP Version) - Terror Squad/Big Pun/Fat Joe (肥仔乔)/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

Rudeboy salute with your gun

Terror Squad leader come down

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 sh*t 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 Armageddon'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

So 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 f**k

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

Rudeboy salute with your gun

Tonight is a whole lot of fun tell them icin' this

From the heart of Kingston to the ice of Alaska

Buffalo Soldier hardcore rasta

I am di original f**k 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 elevate 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 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

Hey what about Pun

Rudeboy salute with your gun

Little baby jacker

Raised my little sister while you baby-sat

Why she livin' fat