[Intro: Big Mike Terror]

What? Get the fuck off

[Verse 1: Big Mike Terror]

Ayyo, battle who? Battle me? Y’all must be crazy

Stick the fan, stab his feet, drive him for [Mercezey?]

Black [exes?] pull up, all of them full up

Sixteen Timbs in your face of the real stuff

International show. My international ho

International gold. My international dough

Get the money right or else you making up a price

Make your amends with L.I.F.E. or see Michael nice

Stronghold 8, pit bull lock the gate (Gate)

Stronghold 7 set forth Armageddon

Stronghold 6 bring the solar eclipse

Stronghold 5 won, took your life

Stronghold 4 make you hit the floor

Stronghold 3 don’t fuck with me

Stronghold 2 got [?] with you

Stronghold 1—this is how we done

[Outro: Big Mike Terror]

Uh. Wake the fuck up. Nah mean? Stronghold holding it down. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. 6, 7, 8. Motherfucker, get it straight. Know how we do. Motherfucking Mic Terror. I ain’t say, “Motherfucker,” too many motherfucking times so you motherfucking know I’mma motherfucking say it. Biyaitch!