Payin’ Dues

By Terror Squad

On The Album

Released on September 21, 1999

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[Verse 1: Keith Nut]

Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice

I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turning men to mice

Breakin' the law, city urban tower without a four

Bringin' the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floor

Niggas thought they seen the last of this, project poet assassinist

Whose status is never havin' to clappin' clips

Have to black-on-black some shit, attractive accentes

Life luxury packin', stackin', backin', just mackin' it

Runnin' with drugs and dealers, thugs and killers

Slugs in villas, black gorillas and million dollar billers

Microphone nemesis, murder affiliate

Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, thrown off the premises

Poetically mugged, pedigree's incredibly

Movin' steadily, thoroughly, clippin', you somethin' terribly

Keith Nut, one of the last to go

One of the last to flow, one of the last niggas to blow


[Hook: Armageddon]

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down


[Verse 2: Armageddon]

I'm here to reclaim my respect

Reppin' the set that be bangin' my chest

T.S., the God's medallion, tombstone and begets

Alone and wet, I blow my own TEC

Ever had beef with 'Geadd and hold no regrets

Then you was no threat, I go to Death blessed with God's heed

And drop a gem on your melon so hard it make you knock-knee

And my plot's greed, my theme's murder

My climax is when the heat from the burner

Blast me the wings to go further

Nigga, the century's turnin' and I went out of patience

You think you hard, that .44 blast, it clouds your concentration

Again, think about it, before my gun hollers

And kill everything around 'em even if you bought the album

Enforce the power with guns, dollars and politics

Start a baby apocalypse when my .44 cock can spit

Pops in and out your skin, breakin' through sound and wind

Piercin' the meat and boning your sister back out again


[Hook: Armageddon]

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down


[Verse 3: Keith Nut]

Next nigga treason's gonna meet the demons

Left for his mama grievin' when I squeeze the Desert Eag'

And cease his breathin', wreck your set

Make the average rapper wish for death

Clap him at the chest, bless him with the Wesson

Hope you got your vest, Keith's the last to test

The last to gasp for breath, send you on a crash course to death

When I blast the TEC, Terror faculty

Known for fillin' cavities gradually, stackin' G's

Sippin' D'Acquerys, livin happily rapidly


[Verse 4: Armageddon]

I don't give a fuck, all I could do with my life

Was pitch my luck, act sheist when they look at us

That's the price when you cruise a truck

And I'd advise you to analyze us, find out who you can trust

Rival me plus memorize the eyes of the dudes you bust

You never know when it's over, rise up out of the tomb and dust

The movin' slug was smoothly touched before you recognized who he was

And I recognize who you plug for doin' the shit that stupid does

My cats gon' shoot them slugs

Send 'em things right through yo' mug


[Hook: Armageddon]

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down

Now who them niggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)

Now who them niggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)

Now who them niggas that be roamin' the town

Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down