[Intro: P.R. Terrorist]
Revenge of the Iron Fingers
9th Prince, Terrorist sh**, n***a
Check it yo yeah yo yeah yo yo
[Chorus x2: P.R. Terrorist]
We keep it real, hold steel, grab ya sword and ya shield
Terrorist and 9th Prince it's either k** or be k**ed
[9th Prince]
Yo we train snatchers, capture fifty-seven pa**engers
It's the last chapter, the underworld scavengers
Thuggish dark shadows, stick and move like Apollo
Ma** test the acid they swallow, born to be street desperados
Like Castalano, these n***as is wicked like the witches of Eastwick
Dirty referee sick sh**, k** or be k**ed is the topic
Then I'll be a serial k**er, hidden murder scriptures
For the armageddon mafia, Stapleton shell shockers
Saddam and Terrorist, we tag teams like the midnight rockers
Put you in a wrestling move, k** ya crew
9th Prince is raveshing like Rick Ru'
I attack the Billboard like Hurricane George (yeah)
n***as is microphone frauds (yo)
The d**h wish: k** the rest of the foreign lords
(yo yo yo)
[Chorus x2]
[P.R. Terrorist]
High street vocalist, get a toke on this
Try and wrestle with the bulk of this, you just provokin' this
Terrorist when pissed is like The Exorcist
Make you slit ya wrist, choose ya d**h wish, let me insist
In the procedure, the only language is thru ya speaker
My tongue is fire, breath is the flame, lyrics are ether
Build boy, heat seeker, blow the sh** out ya tweeter
In the lab constructin' rhymes to put ya a** in the sleeper
Grab my millimeter, call me a cheater, ya easy bleeder
Terrorist and 9th Prince is the underground leaders
Lyrics for days, splittin' my current seven ways
Rest in the PJ's, countin' my grays, I'm goin craz'
I pulled the budget, these record execs is f**in' sufferin'
Give me a couple mil' by the year 2G just off my publishin'
Records are bubblin', my team is strugglin'
Don't forget, k** or be k**ed, the album comin'
[9th Prince]
Yo revelation nation, k** on occasion, sick of patience
My visions is diabolical like Wes Craven
Genetic verses, streets is cursed
Tales of terror in ya area, twenty million miles to Earth
Genocide a century, Apocalypse peniteniary
Computer convicts, the final conflict
9th Prince is too intelligent to speak ebonics
Shocky, but brain waves electronic
Microphone addiction, philosophy crusifiction
Prince Saddam crusified all competition
He moves like a swordsman on a horse
Bloody verses leave blood stains of Verbal Intercourse
Floss, like diamonds all up in the cross
The title is k** or be k**ed and you just f**in' lost
[Chorus x4]
[Outro: P.R. Terrorist]
That's the laws, yeah..
Terrorist and 9th Prince, check the sequence
Y'all n***as must be dense
There ain't no defence for this offence
Tryin' to pay the rent, n***a
Yeah..