Artist: Harlem 6 Album: Harlem Musik Song: Terror Typed by: Tha Masta [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. sample] "I was a terror since the public school era Hugs from the bitches in the back, nigga pass that" (4X) "I was a terror since the public school era... I was a terror" [Intro: Black Jesus] Yo Biggie, turn me up [Black Jesus] My first memory, the age of four I was shot by the police in the leg on 144th In the cab, and my Dad was blasting back at the pigs Told the driver he'd better lose 'em 'fore he popped off his wig We got away, and it didn't even hurt I didn't cry, when they pulled the bullet out, I just watched with a smirk Now I see why my grandmama hated my father Didn't understand, the man was addicted to drama Fast forward, now I'm up in The Bronx Abandoned building's my home, we 'bout to move up the block with my aunt My little brothers, happy, getting to sleep in the bed I was tired of sleeping on the floor, scared stiff, almost dead It didn't last cuz that bitch, time was seener (fucking bitch) Was s'posed to be our babysitter, robbed the store, the clothes or my sneakers My daddy kicked in the door with the nina (come here, come here) And dragged her to the crib, my mama screamed "Lord, give me the cleaver" I'm a terror... [Chorus] [Interlude: Wil Power] Yeah, we been terrors since birth, man For the righteous cause, man Black Jesus, Harlem 6, man Y'all know what this is, we been carrying guns Picking up counts for the causes, since age twelve, man We clapping at you mothafuckas, man All you bitches and you bitch-ass, made-ass niggaz, man Step to this, man, let's do it, thug righteous, nigga! [Black Jesus] She held her down and said "Bitch, I'ma chop off yo' hand" Daddy grabbed her and said "Nah, use the hammer instead" She broke her hand like no hand ever broke before I was laughing at her so hard 'til my stomach was sore We let her get away, she burned our building down to the ground Now I'm upstate, about six, up in some hick town My first day of school, was the first time I cried The only black kid, made a crown, navy on, didn't feel right The boys used to mush me, the girls called me cutie In first grade, Erica, showed the kid her pussy-pussy About a year later, was the worst of the worst This dirty white boy tried to fuck me in a burnt out old church (Faggot) To try is to fail, I ran away, run Forrest! My half-brothers came from the city and the faggot got tortured I'm a terror... [Chorus] [Interlude: Wil Power] You thought you was just gon' get away with that, nigga? See me, nigga, you know where I'm at, man This is mothafucking Harlem 6, we terrorize you mothafuckas' neighborhood, man Mothafucka, we do this shit for mothafucking fun, man We don't get paid to do this, man We do this for the babies, man Mothafucka, I dare you, nigga I dare you to go against this, man, step up! [Black Jesus] When they was done, I put a brick to his head Daddy told him that he's lucky we didn't fill his ass with lead By age ten, my pops was locked up, I'm failing the fourth grade Miss Solomon, she failed me on purpose for God's sakes I'm twelve now, mama's got a new boyfriend A Puerto Rican named Alfredo with a wicked ass hand He kept the coke in the crack, and the dope in the freezer Sniffed dope once, ten lines, thought I was skiied up Robbed this man, Salis, got me for the guns and the diamond Rank Mama told me to give it back, probation and thirteen By sixteen, I'm back in Spanish Harlem, a problem Ditching school, hanging with the bitches and robbing Everything in sight, but the mic was my therapy I terrorize, these spoiled rotten rappers, my enemies I'm a terror... [Chorus] [Outro: Wil Power] Get out of line, mothafucka I'll mothafucking body you all over the pavement, nigga For fun, nigga, for the righteous cause, nigga Thug righteous music, Marley Marl, baby We doing this real big, this is how we take it We got mothafucking soldiers all over We had ass before the cash, nigga Step up, nigga, I'll hurt one of you mothafuckas, man