Fat Joe, Terror Squad - The Hidden Hand lyrics

Yea, time to educate the youth
(Speak on it God)
Cause if we won't, then who will? (True)
Terror Squad style, yo (Speak on it God)

Yo, I was a wild adolescent
Blessed with the foul essence
Messin' around with the wrong crowd
I learned my lesson
Stressin' all the things that I have not
I pray to God I get my
Uncle out the crack spot i hear mad shots
Homicide come and play Matlock
But never crack the case cause
The defendant's a bad cop
You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan
That's why Farrakhan formed the Million
Man up in Washington
The Hidden Hand even planned this man
Have me goin' hand to hand
Killin' my own clan
But now I understand and see the big picture
Fuck cryin' about the struggle
I teach you how to get richer

Shit is a hassle in this rotten apple
Kids robbin' coppin' capsules
Rockin' tattoos
Boppin' with ankles locked in shackles
Got the cops joggin' at you
Spittin' rounds of clips, they down wit it
New clowns'll make you feel as if
The Bill of Rights is counterfeit
Now it's been written that all men are equal
But then it's legal
When they beat us and treat us
As if we're different people
We go for delf, fuck the cop's health
I'd rather drop shelf and let off
Shots until my Glock melts
Cause God dealt us a helpless hand
They made us sell this land
So the palest man could build a selfish plan
You know we can't trust the government
Cause Uncle Sam is smugglin'
Drugs for us to hustle all the stuff for him
Even McGruff is in it, gettin' a percentage
Takin' advantage
Punishin' just blacks and hispanics

My heart is cold as ice
So I know I'm sheist, big Pun was the kid
That no one liked, my whole life
Is one big roll of the dice
Payin' a price twice as
Expensive as white kids
Destined for Rikers not knowin'
My existence was priceless
It's like this, my soul was lifeless
I earned stripes
Fightin the nicest in the crisis I slice
'em in half and make 'em dash like hyphens
Invitin' any rapper to Clash With the Titan
The writing's like fighting cause rappers
Be biting like Tyson i'm hypin' the crowd
Keepin' 'em Loud like my label
I'm proud I'm able to lift from
The bowels of the ghetto
I found me a little sanity inside
A career and a family
No more wars and renderin tears to insanity
So keep the salary and tear the mic
Cause I love it
There's my life, you judge it, fuck it Seis
I don't want it

I'm a Dominican
Stranded in New York like Gilligan
Don't wanna get locked up in the pen' again
But here they come, the badges and cuffs
Searchin' for guns
Turnin' they ride on the side of
The curb to see who runs
They authorize the beast to walk
The streets holdin' heat
Four deep, we puff production, my cheek
You know my steez fuck the police
Usin' "probable cause" to break laws
Behind the badge you try to
Cover up your racial war
I got somethin' for you boys in blue
The system poisoned you, blew your cover
Now what you supposed to do?
I never let the faggot pull the trig first
It won't be no American flag over my hearse
What's worse
You know they disperse for bucks
So take caution in the streets
Cause our protection sucks

This dude, he had the darkest pads
Who dressed up in the heart of brash
Forever talkin' trash
How he stacked niggas to almanac
Gunshots to corner four police informants
Stood like he modeled the latest fashions
Sidewalk sideshow performance
He raised to pull a graceful razor
Blew his face
Four is commissary plus a pack of da
Dun da duns laced with toothpaste
Life ain't to be gambled son
You could get trampled
By people that act more like animals
Than mammals high off enamel
That's what his poppa said whose
Locked for droppin' Ahmed
In the candy store robbery probably
To get his veins fed he ain't listen
He became a braindead cocaine head
Older Mexicans knew
They killed him eatin' bacalaitos
But hey little kids, don't follow these dopes

What? Uh, huh, yea I can dig that
They call me Prospect
I just came back from New Paltz
Had this track on pause
Now I'm back on course it's lost on the Ave
Tryin' to take my life from the past
Get this legal cash
Look what I done grabbed without dad
Kinda sad how he got
Dragged down to negativity
Only if he had one love, trust for liberty
This world would be a better place
Get what it takes
In a race to racism replace the snake in 'em
Bad ones
Want to spend lives and discriminate
I'm tryin' to keep this positive vibe
And from that
I generate to the top, like Puffy won't stop
I'm mature now, with one knot
From tryin' to get locked
And to the shorties on the block
Tryin' to twist 40 tops
Get your act together
Do some carpentry with a Black n Decker
And stop speedin' like a Kawasaki
From my life to your life I'm
Touchin' everybody Twinz watch me

Everything we speak is the truth
From Prospect to Munroe, here in a hot second
The whole world run know
Everything we speak is the truth
Terror Squad