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1. _ You Came Up
[Noreaga] Yo what the deal baby I see ya aight [Big Pun] Still not a playa but you still a hata Ha, Pun here where my horns at Where my horns? (Horns sounding) Intro/Bridge: Big Punisher and Noreaga Fa ye da da ya da da da da Fa ye da da ya da da da Chorus: Big Punisher and Noreaga [Noreaga] Pun you came up What what, makin it happen From rappin on the corner of blocks we going platinum But when we roll, are you still ready to ride [Big Punisher] Yo I be ready to ride and I be ready to die (Repeat) [Big Punisher] Ay yo my word is born long as I'm alive I'ma put it on Could'a gone to gee shit, thug nigga till I'm gone Where to Bronx I'm flippin, five boroughs thoroughly reppin' Lets unite the city and step to the world as a weapon Cuz everybody's checkin for Pun second to none Cuz Latins going platinum was destine to come The inevitable, heavenly better than whatever you do We eligible, GS's incredibly credible For the revenue we gettin you open with lyrical dope And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional dose [Big Pun and Noreaga] And it never quits Take it from TS's top terrorist Rapper slash hijacker bombin' tracks ever since I was young, I wasn't always Big Pun It wasn't always this fun, ay yo I rose from the slums I had to pay my due, lay a few But I ain't sayin who, stayin' true to da game No names, playin' it cool just me and da crew Holdin' it down long as we round We gonna keep sockin' it to you like Homey the Clown Going down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga La da le la la la la la Chorus (2x) [Big Punisher] Ay yo aint nothin' changed I'm still the same The way you remembered me since the centipede Harder, big blacker back in the seventies Try to remember me from my aggressive will The way I kept it real is more important than any record deal I used to chill on da block with Cuban and Seis I'm still do but now it's in the blue convertible eight...fifty My true niggaz will always be wit me The shifty kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to dis me Cuz I'm rispy crispy for life sixties the price Another fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice Niggaz is shiest but I sike em out Though they like to doubt I make them all believers once I let the Tyson out Cuz I can vouch for only a few only the crew From the old school I consider loyally true I'm morally rude from a fool to a scholar Follow the rules on how to spot a plotta that's cool for a dolla I wanna holla at my peeps that reppin' the streets Wrestlin the beast of chest restin' in peace Blessin' my seeds and watchin' over us Til I die them souls of mine I'll align the souls of mine And shine for all of us Chorus Bridge [Big Punisher and Noreaga more free lyrics |
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2. _ Intermission
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3. _ Intro
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4. _ Taster's Choice
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5. _ Punish Me
[Big Punisher] I was the luckiest man on Earth, my wisdom was worth any purse but had a curse that hurt worse than givin birth My first verse explains some of the game she was playin I'm blamin myself cause in my wealth was her pain would haven Behavin like a money hungry hooker, funny how the money took her from a average honey to a stunning looker I look back and reminsce how we used to kiss and smash hips in the GS I bought her last Christ' She got too big for her britches but The Britch is Over Not the one in Queens I mean the one she dreamin wasn't sober Told her how I felt, gassed me when she cried for help Supplied the guilt trip and I was whipped without a fuckin belt I felt stupid Cupid struck me with a poison arrow Shoulda drowned ya when I found ya crushin in my boy's Camaro I didn't bother but you probably find your lover dead You robbed me of my honor, you ain't shit like my mother said Chorus: miss jones Come back come back come back come back to meeeee, Punisher Punish me... ahhhhhhhIII've been so bad, so bad Won't you come back? [Big Punisher] Nah baby, I'm Not Gon' Be Able to Do It; You blew it Threw it all the way cause you was stupid -- girl why'd you do it? I mighta knew it by the way you gave me your baby Then left a day before I ever saw the son that God made me It's hard maybe we can make amends, be friends But 'Roni hurtin all of us for certain by forsakin him Just take it in, don't even say a word, observe the way you were, preserved, these words so you won't play the herb ever again, never pretend that he doesn't have a father I'm always there and you don't wanna bother I honor my word on my father's grave, guide him through his hardest age So he can thrive and survive in these modern days I wanna raise my little man but you keep resistin I'm insistin you chill for real before you come up missin Listen, I don't wanna fight I'd rather do what's right A boy needs a father that's the most important part of his life Chorus 2X [Big Punisher] I gave you everything, love letters and sweaters with leather seams Feathered wings, and rings with emeralds right out of Geraldine's Simple dreams a dream fulfilled, the green DeVille Cadillac to mack, not a fact ?redeemed to build? I mean for real I can play it mami how you wanna stay at Monty Frask, givin the next nigga my punani You want me back cause he hit it wrong, now you wanna get it on with the Long Don, word bond my shit is strong (come back) Girl don't even start again, I beg your pardon and get your hands off my six button Cardigan This ain't no love lost between us far as I'm concerned Please leave, cut that busted weave I've been dyin to burn Go buy a perm, try and earn some respect It's better to have loved and lost than live with regret [miss jones] Come back... to, me I want you to Chorus 2X to me, yeah yeah Alright, don't go, no Ohhhhhahahaooahhoahhohhh, hmmmmmm ohh hmmm hmm Yeahhhhhhhhh, take my hand, and punish me Hmm, been so bad, come punish me, yeahh Take my hand, and punish me, ohhh Been so bad, come punish me... more free lyrics |
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6. _ Pakinamac Pt. I
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7. _ Charlie Rock Shout
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8. _ The Rain & The Sun (interlude)
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9. _ Pakinamac Pt. Ii
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10. _ Super Lyrical
PUNISHER -- Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats Half a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong The marriage, a bond of havoc and song This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked in the closet of my castle of Grayskull I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you My raps are like Capel, slashin' your face, you That's how a master degrades you I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label I'm snatchin' his halo God I pray that you send my father back as an angel Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin' I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin' I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent (Biggie) Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah (Canibus) Lyrically I'm...<<scratches>>...I'm supposed to represent BLACK THOUGHT -- Black Thought the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis Still with the Punisher, that's my accomplice Stressin' to emcees how they don't really want this Electrifying shit his excellency Thought spit These cats they sentimental such with a gentle touch Dancin' double dutch and all sayin' nothin' much My sound wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts New found ways of rippin' shit up, I de-ve-lop Your squad chest swell up, still you're mini-ay-ture to me Nature-ally I bring the extremity Musically intense with the globe in suspense Contemplatin' where the world traveler been since The Roots bless you with a strong record, long like a epic I'mmerse you in some 'ol next shit, ill poetic Thought from Illadelph somethin' like nothin' else My talk stomp like elephants upon every elf, cause...what... CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm supposed to represent You will lose...I must break you (Ivan Drago from "Rocky") Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...<<scratches>>... I'm supposed to represent PUNISHER -- Ay-yo peace Roots east coast niggaz reppin' the streets most With heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies than Pete Rose These dos, niggaz that'll lift ya mentals Lyrics'll twist your temples into pretzels like the "Triumph" instrumental BLACK THOUGHT -- My instrumental's the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance To nothin' you come across, lyrical holocaust The crowd pleaser emcees freeze then catch seizure They praise the Lord of rap thesis, true believers PUNISHER -- Just call me Baby Jesus cuz lady niggaz be praisin' me Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery It pays to be amazingly flavery Daaaaze 'em to my rhymes that basically hypnotize you occasionally BLACK THOUGHT -- Occasionally as I focus on my next opus The way it's all fucked up and emcees is hopeless I leave your head wrecked as I erect scultpures My thought's just a fortress, approach this ferocious up-closeness Chorus -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...<<scratches>>... I'm supposed to represent Lyrically..."It's suicide!" Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."It's suicide!" Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."You will lose..." Lyrically..."I must break you..." Ly-ly-ly-lyrically <<scratches>>... <<fades out>> more free lyrics |
11. _ Boomerang
Niggaz is flossin a lot, time to start extortin the plot Just a portion of prod' off the top for my Porsche and my yacht Somethin for the cops to keep em blind, so we can crime with piece of mind, turn the key and shine without bein down Time to expand, New York to Chicago, Colorado You know my motto, clock G's and rock keys like Drago Pablo Escobar and Dom Perignon We're buyin out the bar, with Don Juan, and every woman's Shawn Dawn-ing Long donging em down like Shawn Michael does and I'm like a pyscho fuckin suckin the butt like liposuction Up and down with the tongue twister, c'mon on sister Big Pun's used to cock and squeeze like a gun tester Crushin sister's backs with the demon snap, hit you from the back Close your eyes relax, let me feed the cat Livin fat, true mack, niggaz was catchin feelings Dealing with a smaller deck it just wasn't as mass appealing I started feeling funny, niggaz comin short with money I called my Son he told me chill he'd be over with twenty Punny what's the deal, niggaz wanna kill me He said it's real, they jealous and tired of seein me Willie silly Had more to claim, niggaz throwin shit in the game Gave my wife some pictures with me and bitches runnin the train It's like a dream, I called my team and started flippin Lock the clip in started liftin niggaz off the ground like a magician I skipped town, be back around when things quiet down I lost the war for now but it'll take more to hold me down "Top of the world ma! Ha ha, top of the world!" Chorus: Yo, this is the bad time - boomerang, bring it all back Flashback, livin prosper', eat well and get fat I was Pop Dula, popular to the masses I miss the E-Classes, ?riding? game with def glasses Rock bottom struck and threw my world off it's axis Boomerang - plan to come back like Bronx rap Storm like the Redcoats through anything in my path First you shine like sterling, then you broke like ?Rick and Burley? [Big Punisher] Now should I slit my wrists, go for it all or call it quits Picture me taking my life, leaving my wife and my daughter shit Wish I could slip back, and switch the memories Lift the felonies from my record I respected my enemies Live like the Kennedy's, above the law, fuck em all I'm coming for the rich thieving em even if I wasn't poor I seen it all like I said before The streets are for men at war and the beasts are the predators I shed it all first ?and beat a prob every source? Of course, I bury any adversary tryin to floss Just because, the reason I leave em lost in the sauce Teein off like we up North just for bein soft A beaten horse like a slave gettin minimum wage Fillin the gauge, front page, these are the last days Cash pays, and rules - the root of all evil Shootin amigos for lootin perrico pollutin our people Movin kilos like it's all good, through every ghetto I ain't judgin, but buggin how we floss so many levels The devil's got us by the balls, that's why the law allows the drugs to overflood, knowin we gonna buy it all It's time to call a world order where every girl's your daughter and priceless as ices and pearls fresh out the water I'm gonna get mine, either from crime, or through the bible Whichever way, you better pay, I'm feelin suicidal Chorus more free lyrics |
12. _ Parental Discretion
[Big Punisher] Aiyyo I'm hard to talk to, if you live I probably thought you stalked you where you walked to at night, caught you then tried to extort you New York niggaz is trigger happy, got Pataki scared This town ain't big enough for both of us AND I AIN'T GOIN NOWHERE There it is, plain and simple like Jigga my game is mental While slow niggaz better know I blow their brains out they temples I'm into black magical torture romantic dramatical author Compatible with the average New Yorker A fast talker, like Tony when gas whores I'm the masked enforcer out for the cash and the cho-cha Smash the coca, bottle it up watch the fiends gobble it up If I roll up, you do what? Swallow the stuff I don't give a fuck anymore, I'm only twenty-four years old and I've already broken every law I'm horrorcore, this is for the heads Runnin up in your crib, knot if you still hot in under the bed Chorus: Busta Rhymes Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes Little kids -- GET OUT OF HERE!!! This shits is homicide! Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs Bunny! Little girls too; this ain't for you it's for the thugs honey! [Big Punisher] Hey yo my shit's the truth, 150 proof no question Parental discretion advised, keep out the eyes of the youth It's too explicit, bullshit! I challenge the statistics Violence existed before our music was even suggested Arrested on sight, it's like there's no rights That's why I rhyme so aggressive and bring every message to life I fight the power, spite the power the 90 percent Keep 10 and feed Twin half for personal reasons The seasons change.. things re-arrange, but I stay the same Play the game, for the wealth, until I've made myself a name So blame it all on the gangster rapper, thanks to Joey Crack for the chance to do it my way like Frank Sinatra I ain't a actor so it's all facts, strictly raw rap Totally intended for yours dressed in all black with the ski mask, or the pantyhose makin cameos in liquor store cameras with the twin Calico's Chorus 2X [Big Punisher] So forget the boom, one look, you shook -- you know I'm stickin you Liftin you off the ground, look down -- that's where I'm puttin you Look in my eyes and remember me, how does it feel mentally havin the enemy be the last thing you ever see? The recipe is death and I'm the chef, fricaseein your flesh Be my guest, but I ain't cleanin the mess Me and TS we testin niggaz faith, just to see they face expression when destined to states, that death be in the case I'm in the state of grace, in the hated race, by the pagan face Couldn't fight us, made a virus, gave us AIDS I paint the wake cause they ain't get me yet, wet me or reflect me yet, I know they comin they just tryin to let me sweat I wreck it like when I was just a boy, eatin Chips Ahoy! Wasn't allowed to raise my voice, now I'm makin noise No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles, shorties with forties packin pistols catchin bodies make sure we'll get you So they say, I pray there's a better way My kids don't do as I do, they do as I say, cause daddy don't play Chorus 2X [Busta Rhymes] Word is bond One thing about MC's is that we don't conceal the truth We present real pictures about the positive and the negative So don't blame the hip-hop when your seed is learnin the real life from us Do your duty at home and raise your child in the house Parents... You don't do your job we gonna put your children to bed at nine o'clock Past your bedtime You get your ass in bed you ain't 'posed to be hearin this shit Word up Punishment motherfuckers! By the Punisher, and Busta Rhymes, hah Terror Squad! Flipmode Squad niggaz! more free lyrics |
13. _ Fast Money
I got the sweetest heist, million in cash, another 3 in ice Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus ?good thief the night? Here's the plan (plan), we nab the man, bring a camcorder Grab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethin Here's the deal, we shatter his grill, and drill fuck him Oral torture, no doubt, the shit is holocaust In two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels It's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedal We got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants Out for the fast cash, level advance Takin a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran Chorus: Movin on the stash, first we get the cash For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin laced Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin the locks in the back entrance Payin attention, not tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentence Not to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so they got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh) Their security system's linear laser protection No sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectin Inspectin the vault, for weapons assault, second of course It's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in epsom salt Rep in New York is the cat burgalar, the fat murderer Slippin the clip in the Mac, inserterer Hurtin your pockets, droppin your stock to zero profit Holding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks Back to the top again, hand the grand prize The safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes I cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at gold Passed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slow That's when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyin Knew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryin Pointing at the building screamin, "I can see them, kill em!" Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civilians Still inside nowhere to hide nowhere to run Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns" Chorus 2X Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away Let's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was diesel Said, "See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legal We need a plan, if we can make it to the van Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle Dan Me and my man are runnin out of ammo, I got about a handful of Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my ankles I trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shield I filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remaining Cuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining" I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourself Blaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave em Hell" For real, that's when I heard the tires screechin Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin *conversation and gunfight to fade* more free lyrics |
14. _ Beware
CHORUS: I gave you fair warning, beware...beware...beware... (2x) --Mobb Deep sample-- Yo...what you thought punk, shit was sweet, now you can't sleep Gotta keep ya eyes open wide and hide ya face from the streets I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from alarmin' Gave you fair warnin' now you on the stairs swallin' I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack 'em in the mouth Throw 'em in the yoke, BOOM!, then I knock 'em out No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files 20-shot auto glock, BLAAOW! Benny blind Puerto Rock style Wit' a twist of black in the brow, twist ya cap and I'm out Sleep wit' the fish-dips for yappin' too loud What's happenin' now? Niggaz is hard as hell but they Gargamels Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill My squad is real and holds it down the hardest regardless Besides of the largest, we polish the floor with the rawest hardcore artists Flawless victory you niggaz can't do shit to me Physically lyrically hypothetically realistically I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck, catch you when you cash your check Smash you when you pass then jack you for your fuckin' Lex Nothin' less than the best if the squad did it Hard-headed niggaz better beware and fear like God said it CHORUS (4x) Ay-yo I warned you, now all niggaz could do is mourn you I'm born to kill and still thrilled, I put it on you There's no regrets, remorse, only results and loneliness Only the strong survivors strive through life as warriors All of us die, some of us kill, even massacred Who wanna try? Punisher will if you ask for it I'm hazardous for your health and hell's your next stop For real my shit's cocked the world has just stopped... (pause) I'm not the one you should be underestimatin' Come test your fate an' I guarantee I'll be under investigation You can't handle the whole, I'll slam you on your skull Or we can go blow for blow like Evander and Bowe, ya never know However tho' I still hold the title When all my rivals the chance to dance who missed the homicidal Hand on the bible I swear to defend my crown I've been around since forever and never let it touch the ground Don't fuck around and catch a rude awakenin' My crew's basically waitin' patiently for you to move your patrons in Then we'll surround you, form Desert Storm and pound you Look around you, Terror Squad's everywhere like Soundview The Boogie Down do it like nobody, who are we? The foundation, you're facin' a whole army... CHORUS (2x) [Fat Joe] yeah yeah yeah, whassup now potna??! Know I'm sayin'? Think this just some rap shit? We do this shit for real...Terror Squad nigga! Fuckin' shoot the place up! Muthafuckas know the time. This muthafuckin' rap game. Joe Crack, Big Dog Punisher, Full Eclipse crew What da fuck...WHAT???! BEWARE...BEWARE...BEWARE... (fade out) more free lyrics |
15. _ Glamour Life
Intro (Cuban Link) Glamour life style baby, bottle the rocks Lose the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo Platinium status, yeah, what up, what up? (Big Punisher) Stick around (Cuban Link) Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour Like my man Tony Montana Stand and pose in front of cameras With my golden silk pajamas on Smoking havanas, drinking Don P Thinking beyond deeper than Ghandi, while I'm in the Diamante Counting my G's, I'm out to be a millionare Dipped in gear, flickin' hundred dollar bills in the air Oh yeah, Cuban Link is into getting benjamins Cuz if doesn't make dollars, then it doesn't make sense I represent, I'm in to be the king of New York Went from living in tenements to up in house resorts I'm the latino, that'll take you to war like Al Pacino Even De Niro know not to gamble in my casino Vino wanna rock, slaps, to dinners with mobsters I got shit locked from Prospect Ave. to the tropics Sitting on top of the world like the sun A living legend from the Bronx, second to none, unless it's Pun (Big Punisher) Chorus: It's the glamour life, blow up the kids and the wife Players who ain't half as nice swear to, but they sacrifice Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life (Triple Seis) Ripped off from the Infiniti Dump the body an' the shottie down the lake, leaving no identity Just the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries All eyes I be, on the quest for loot Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them troops, against the big-joker Sipping alimoca, playing poker with some chocha Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn I had to smoke Pun (Big Punisher: Get the motherfucking gun) Since ??? become the one wanted for a lump sum of G's Dirty rats pack gats for cheese Bullets of breeze at light speed Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed, we let him bleed for 50 G's Ship his body to the states, filled with 50 keys Please, no remorse for your two face Inside a symbol, my life throughout the motherfucking suitcase You about to take who's place? Not Seis... Your body'll be laced, and left without a trace (Big Punisher) The glamour life, the glamour life, yo (Big Punisher) Chorus (Fat Joe) Yo, I'ts the motherfucking Don Cartagena The leader, Terror Squad cleaner Leave your family crying for you like Argentina, mira Sweet dreamer like Nas, my entourage is thick Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit My squad's equipped with an arsenal of ammunition Hollow tips an', cop killers with the ??? Accounts in Switzerland for rainy days Nigga I'm staying paid, you's a joke Always broke with your lazy ways Anyway, back to the subject, in the bub-Lex In the back seat, having rough sex I love this glamorous life I live, having the ice and shit Think twice, I give Christ your kids I live life for gifts, keep the five burning while the tires turning I blaze an L and seek a higher learning Kaiser's learnin' everything illegally We could de friend for years, cross me once that's theivity (Big Punisher) Chorus (Armaggedon) Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, party heavy till the 40's in Ill like the Yakuza run the Orient Take all the rent, and no man wept the path his daughter went Dicks with the fallopian, wide as auditorium She fuck for dough for opium, prostitute emporium 500 Benz, 500 friends sell Cambodian 8's cup of vodka, 4 cup of juice for sodium Money, money, sweet as the smell of magnolia It's get you down, but you spitting image of Appalonia Now how can I go broke, pumping twenties of coke Plus songs I wrote, milkin' dumb honeys I poke The young blood sat on the bench in Vant Courtland, slingin' Singing how he trying to get cash for Jordans Another cat toss his Beamer to get the insurance Currency's gonna murder me... It's never enough Breakin' my ass gettin' it, just as fast as I spend the stuff Calling Uncle Sam's bluff dun, taxes don't bite us, bite us.... (Big Punisher) My life...my life... CHORUS (Big Punisher) The glamour life, play precise, defense is tight I'm out to settle the score, let's do it right Enough for looking at grave, It's paying back tonight Yo Twin pass the lah, pass the light The glamour life, this life I live is trife as shit Least my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother Now she's fifty years old, pushing a hummer The glamour life, hand me a knife I'll slice and dice Mini-mize, send them to Christ in the after life Pass the mic down the line, let them hear it Let them fear it, send it screaming to the Holy Spirit Glamour life, the glamour life, the glamour life It's the glamour life, yo it's the glamour, it's the glamour life Glamour life, glamour life, glamour life Cock the hammer, in this motherfucking life, bitch more free lyrics |
16. _ Uncensored
[Funkmaster Flex] Yeah baby, you know how we get down Funkmaster Flex, number one station in the nation My man Big Pun up in this piece [Big Punisher] Big motherfuckin Pun in the house [Funkmaster Flex] Pun easy, Pun.. [Big Punisher] C'mon now it's me baby, from the Bronx, c'mon [Funkmaster Flex] You right, you right, fuck it [Big Punisher] Ahh, there we go [Funkmaster Flex] So, I mean, since we on the, Pun man, I mean I'ma be honest with you, I mean, y'know I know we discussed a lot of things tonight [Big Punisher] Tell me you remembered the joints right? Say it [Funkmaster Flex] Pun I, I heard you are really, really fuckin I mean.. [Big Punisher] Yeah! *both crack up laughing* No doubt! [Funkmaster Flex] I mean Pun, I mean, y'know I mean I'm hearin, I'm hearin you I'm hearin, I'm hearin you doin your thing [Big Punisher] I'm tryin y'all I'm tryin man y'know [Funkmaster Flex] Ya ya CRUSHIN a lot? I'm hearin ya, ya know those, those rumors [Big Punisher] Get it off your chest, what you got to say? [Funkmaster Flex] I'm hearin these rumors man, those rumors is.. [Big Punisher] A lot of pussy right? *Flex cracks up* Tell me the rumors, c'mon *Flex still laughing* That we the best, what is it? *Flex laughing* C'mon Terror Squad got ten million dollar, uh, advance coming? What is it? [Funkmaster Flex] I'm I'm, I'm hearin I'm hearin the girls man I mean, there's a lot [Big Punisher] The women they love me They love me, they love me Biggie gave me a couple of pointers yaknowhatI'msayin? I gotta use that man, gotta use that, they love that See you know a few pointers, yaknowhatI'msayin? I'm sayin give it to me and tell me what Puff's crew already knew We're utilizing that [Funkmaster Flex] I'm I'm, I'm hearin you I'm hearin the, aff aff, you know That like, a few girls and hearin some more, some stories of orgies with Terror Squad [Big Punisher] We get, we get down We run trizznain Say trizznain [Funkmaster Flex] Trizznain [Big Punisher] Trizznain, we run trizznain [Funkmaster Flex] Trizznain [Big Punisher] Trizz Nathaniel to you [Funkmaster Flex] I'm hearin, I mean, I'm I'm hearin you and Joe are out at, y'know, out there fuckin [Big Punisher] We do our thing We we're like, two fuckin wild bears, just *Flex cracks up 'Get out of here!'* .. in the woods, naked It's a sight, it's a sight *Flex crackin up* Son you can't look directly at our asses You'd go blind *Flex crackin up* But if you glimpse look y'know, you can catch us [Funkmaster Flex] I can't fuckin take it! *gasping for air* [Big Punisher] Sent out to Tracy *Flex laughing and howling* Easy.. you have to run trizz with us one time Then you'd know [Funkmaster Flex] *in a high pitched voice* I can't fuck with you! Ohh shit! Ohhhahaha, yo.. more free lyrics |
17. _ Twinz (deep Cover '98)
[big punisher]
Ready for war joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your hummer, the punisher's ready; meet me at beatles'
With noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fuckin floor, joey crack, buck em all
If they move, noodles shoot that fuckin whore
Dead in the middle of little italy little did we know
That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
[fat joe]
It'll be a cold day in hell the day i'm taken out
Make no mistake for real i wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate, catch you at your mother's wake
Smack you then i wack you with my snub trey-eight
[big punisher]
I rub your face off the earth and curse your family children
Like amityville drill the nerves in your cavity fillin
Insanity's building up pavillion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child support
[fat joe]
I support pun in anything he does, anything he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the best -- might be
Even better leavin niggaz kneelin on they right knee
[big punisher]
Spike lee couldn't paint a better picture
You small change, i'm blowin out your brains gettin richer
[fat joe]
Hit you with the mac (mac), smack your bitch, nigga what?
You gettin stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck!
[big punisher]
Trunk jewels (jewels), cruisin in the land, pumpin 'cash rules'
Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin to pass through
[fat joe]
That's true, so who the next to get it?
Ts is the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it)
Chorus: pun, joe
[pun] and it's
[joe] here, and you don't stop!
[pun] twenty shot glock with the cop killer fill em to the top
[joe] yeah, and you don't stop!
[pun] joey crack's the rock, and big pun keeps the guns cocked
[joe] yeah, and you don't stop!
[pun] we'll make it hot nigga, what bring it i blow your whole spot
[joe] yeah, and you don't stop!
[pun] it's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!
[big punisher]
Fuck the po-lice, i squeeze first, make em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, then launch em in the t-bird
The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased
Supposed to supply us with rights, tonight i hold my rosary
Tight as i can, i'm one man against the world, just me and my girl
Black pearl athena my sena who keeps it real
You know the deal, we steal from the rich and keep it
Peep it it's no secret, watch me and joe go back and forth and freak it
[fat joe]
Creep with me, as i cruise in my beemer
All the kids in the ghetto call me don cartagena
Kickin ass as i blast off heat, and
You never see me talk to police, so
You should know that i really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit your throat, and i'll leave you right there
So beware it's rare that niggaz want beef, big pun speak
And let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets
[big punisher]
Fuck peace, i run the streets deep with no compassion, puerto ricans
Known for slashin catchin niggaz while they sleepin, no relaxin
Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes
Three techses in the jeep lexus just in case police ask us
Street professors, terror squad, ghetto scholars
Fill the clips off, inflicts the fear of god when the metal hollers
Better acknowledge or get knocked down until i'm locked and shot down
Heather b couldn't make me put my glock down
[fat joe]
We lock towns like rounds in the chamber
Boogie down major like nine, i bust mine
Everytime plus i'm the crime boss of new york
When we talk to walk the walk all my niggaz carry chalk
And stalk, i prey like the predator, whoever want it
Go and get it set it baby and i'ma bury ya
So remember the squad that i'm reppin
I pull a clip for my weapon and punish niggaz till it's armaggedeon
Chorus 2x (to fade)
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18. _ Still Not A Player
[joe]
Whoahhaoohhh! yeahheahhaa
Don't wanna beeeee a playahh (t.s.)
Intro/chorus: joe, big punisher
[joe] i don't wanna be a playa no more
[pun] i'm not a playa i just crush a lot
[joe] but big punisher, still got what you're lookin for
1 - [pun] for my thugs, for my thugs
2 - [pun] uptown baby, uptown
[joe] don't wanna be, don't wanna be - i don't wanna be a playa no more
[pun] i'm not a playa i just crush a lot
[joe] but you know big punisher still down by law
[joe] who's down to crush a lot
[big punisher]
Hey yo i'm still not a playa but you still a hater
Elevator to the top hah, see you later, i'm gone
Penthouse suite, penthouse freaks
In house beach, french countesse, ten thou piece
Rent-out lease, with a option to buy
Coppin a five-oh benz for when i'm not, far up in the sky
Puffin the lye, from my twinzito
Up in the benzito with my kiko from queens, nicknamed perico
We go back like pa's and wearin pj's
Now we reach the peakage, runnin trains for three days
Who wanna ride it won't cost you a dollar
Whether soft or harder of course you still gonna holla
My my, i'm big huh, i rip my (prick) through your hooters
I'm sick, you couldn't measure my (dick) with six rulers
Hold up, chula, i'm all about gettin loot
But i knock that boot, if you out to get hoof
Chorus
[big punisher]
I love from butter pecan to blackberry molass'
I don't discriminate, i regulate every shade of the (ass)
Long as you show class, and pass my test
Fat (ass and) breasts, highly intelligent bachlorettes
That's the best, i won't settle for less
I wanna ghetto a brunette, with unforgettable sex
I lay your head on my chest, come feel my heartbeat
We can park the jeep, pump mobb deep, and just spark the leaf
It's hard to creep since i found joe
Every pretty round brown (hoe) wanna go down low
But this boogie down pro-fessional, i'ma let you know
Once i quit the blows, get your clothes, cause you got to go
I could go downstairs, little brown hairs everywhere
"you nasty twin!" i don't care
Round here they call me big pun, if you with the big guns
Take time, known to make a chick (come)
[joe and big punisher]
(in the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly
Rubbin your spot love, got you screamin punish me
But it don't stop, watch the pun get wicked
When i (stick it) even luke be like "don't stop, get it get it"
(repeat 2x)
Chorus w/o big punisher
[joe]
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (3x)
No more rollin with an entourage
Unless it's pun and the terror squad
Punisher, punisher, big punisher
Punisher... joe and big punisher
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (6x)
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19. _ Capital Punishment
[Big Pun] It's mine; it's all mine you understand? At least me and my peoples Can you dig that? 21st century -- thought I'd never see it Right around the corner, baby Ours for the taking Verse one: Big Pun Yo; I've seen child blossom to man, some withered and turned to murderers Led astray by the liars death glorifiers observin us Watching us close, marking our toast ??? purposely overtaxin the earnings Nervous, burning down the churches They're scared of us, rather beware than dare to trust Always in jail, million dollar bail, left there to rust Let's call in order, give ourselves a chance to enhance broader Advance to where minorities are the majority voter Holdin my own, I'm livin alone in this cold world My sister just bought a home without a loan, you go girl! She's an exception, some people can leap to the impression See, me myself, I start flippin and fall victim to deep depression I'm stressin the issue here, so we can cross the fiscal year Tired of gettin fired and hired as a pistol-eer There's no longevity living off negativity Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery That's how the city be, everybody gettin they hustle on Judge singin death penalty like it's his favorite fuckin song Word is bond, takin my life you know they lovin it God 'F' the government and it's fuckin capital punishment! Chorus: Prospect Capital punishment, given by the government System so organized they get to you and who you runnin with Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones Totin the llello for life, the rightful heir to the throne We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams, Gods and Earths For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth First it's turnin tables, open our own labels Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment Verse Two: Big Pun I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies you'd be buggin My cousin JuJe, barely a juve', lost it and turned on the oven He wasn't playin, blew out the flame and started inhalin Barin a secret too deep to keep on the street for sharin Wearin the virus, Acquired I'mmune Deficiency Dishin his dick in every thick promiscuous fish in the sea Listen to me, shit is rough in the ghetto You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a snuff, we bust lead off! Get off your high horse, or die off like an extinction Boriquans are like Mohicans, +The Last of the Po'Ricans+ We need some unity, fuck all the jeeps and jewelry The maturity, keeps me six feet, above obscurity The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado I guess the motto we promise to let you homage in death your motto Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol Not with a Z, but a P, cause Punishment's what I resemble! I lend you this if it expands yours, for you and yours A real man can't fall, he stands tall The Man's claws are diggin in my back, I'm tryin to hit him back Time to counteract, where my niggaz at? Chorus Verse Three: Prospect You like that, it's Pun and Prospect We hold nines, own more treasure than gold mines, makin progress With Don Juan's, there's rules to be made, crews to be sprayed Dues to be paid, nuttin y'all can do to behave We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs Even though the government, tryin to take out our sons Rudy Gulliani trying to blind me, but I see reality Was raised with the street mentallity My strategy's why my battery never die The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never fall to the lies It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour Yeah, I want the glamour, laid up with cheese and trees in Atlanta While Cuban's smoked out like Ronald Isley with Havanas The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers This renegade blow through barricades like grenades I turn the sun to shade, then the night back to day Like the twenty-four hour rotation I know the location, it's just a little in-for-mation From the Squad, bringing the Terror for the nine-era And let it rain on your fine leather, nigga, what? *beat to fade* more free lyrics |
20. _ Carribean Connection
[Wyclef] Warning! [Big Pun] Yo, wanna rumble with Pun hah? *loud farting noise* Shit on the whole industry Yo who puff more Owls than Pun? Pile on more styles than Pun? Who the only one with over a thousand guns? Runnin up in niggaz cribs like I paid the bill Make you squeal the combination to the safe for wealth I lace your grill with the firestarter Hit your wife with the ? from the ?shower powers I devour? I'm all about the fundamentals, like Pun and pencil A piece of paper, a decent caper and someone to strafe you My mental's compatible with the radicals My oddessey type, qualities allow me to poli' with animals Niggaz is canibals and the ghetto's a jungle where you either bet all your bundles or struggle on the simple and humble My niggaz'll rumble with any man for a Benny Fran Try to imagine what they can sacrifice for twenty grand Niggaz'll slice you and dice you into a thousand pieces and pound out we jettin to the ground Uptown up in the Boogie Down, ? swallow the team, pile on the green Surrounded in green like flowers in Spring For now I'm a King, so it's more than money, all the honies used to call me Punny cause my fam was always hungry But now we rollin lovely, and you feel worse, want my money Let your steel burst, cause I'd rather see you in hell first Chorus: Wyclef and Pun *Wyclef sings: mucho trabajo poquito dinero* [Pun] I'm selling perrico [Clef] Yo what's the deally yo? [Pun] I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro (repeat all 2X) [Wyclef Jean] Yo, yo, yo keep the lights keep the camera all I want is the action The battle's on, where I roam in composition A hardcore crowd, waitin to see, if I break like your first time in jail when you got fucked by an inmate It'll never happen, I'm on balance like a Libra And if I get murdered, Don't Cry For Me Argentina Pour me a cup of vodka, bury me next to my father In three days, I rise like Christ and still sober Now my eyes open, in my hands I got the Gatling I'm looking for the guy that sent me to say hi to Satan Fists of fury, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry I turn Mr. Rogers Neighborhood topsy turvy Foes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionary This ain't Pictionary, all you see is the cemetary Bodies, from World War I and II is there You don't want a third war, that's nuclear warfare So Big Pun, count the stacks, make it fast Illegal money turns legal now we runnin a laundromat Your hunchbacked and wack rap is packed in your backpack Your better off in D.C. with the mayor smoking crack Yo, this ain't a diss, Wyclef bomb threat Run out of the building or get blast in your Guess Tec for Tec, or we can go text for text, oh I forgot, you don't read, so take this hole in your chest - blaow Hide the blood, give you the gun, run and hide So when the DT shows up, he thought it was a suicide Suicide it's a suicide... Chorus (fades out) more free lyrics |
21. _ The Dream Shatterer
Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap Cuz he ain't worth jack hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack hand him his purse back I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal Like Nat King, I be rapping and tounge's packing The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony...Montana You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana C'mon-pana we need more rhymers feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda A man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma CHORUS -- When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination (2x) I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurathane Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms If you came to learn how to make fire, I'm-a make it burn! Higher and hotter than lava this scholar is 'bout just as smart as MacGyver To put honor inside the heart of a lion revolved in a life of crime (crime!) Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), Up in the white and lime (lime!) Comes with the pipe design Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT! Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night... Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet Settlin' beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter It's a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger So get outta town, 'fore I hit you with the loudest sound you ever heard Desert bird player you outta bounds CHORUS (3x) You need the Pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial I'll come and get you and let the desert eez tounge kiss you With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips Like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic It makes rappers disappear, whipser in your ear Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth Every verse hurts, every curse word's already more offending Than Eddie Murph's worst I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin' his game's tighter IS A GOD DAMN LIAR! I set 'em on fire, retire your train of thought Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down I'm no joke! (Yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper Dying disgrace, I'll face your death through the speaker CHORUS (4x) to fade out more free lyrics |
22. _ You Ain't A Killer
Verse 1:
The harsh realities of life is takin' toll
For even jesus christ forsake my soul
Please tell me the price to pay to make it home
Take control, i'm makin' doe, but not enough to blow
J o's, they lust my flows, but a-yo
I don't trust a soul, i know i need to
These evil streets will meet you
Halfway than eat you, alive
Tryin' to survive illegal, i leave you lost
Bounce you on the cross, rip you like a horse
Sacrife your life to a higher force
Than i stomp your corpse, it's the bronx of course
Recognize the acsent, one of the last livin' still in action
General assassin', catchin' an erect, blastin' any tech
Smashin' any chest, passin' any test
Charles manson in the flesh, any last requests
Before ya meet your maker, so would your reaper wake up
Shakin' up a storm, like anita baker
I'll take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with maden
Incareate your fate in satan's firey lake
Than i lock the gate, make no mistake
The shit is as real as joe, we follow the killers code
One becomes the you, tell me, where do you go?
Nowhere to run, hide or find you
In silence you scream and even if you kill me
I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams
Hook:
You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
From new york to cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even talk that east and west crap
Watch the left rack, it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat
Verse 2:
You made a grave mistake, shouldn't of come here
You changed your fate, your brains will make a debut on the table
When i raise the stakes, the pain is great
But only for a second, is starts strong your lesson
Is when your restin'
The armaggedon set in, left him with so much stress (b.s.)
Left him with no regrets (yes)
Welcome to hell son, the threshold of death
Face the serpent, i blaze the person
You get laced for certain
Even jakes don't trace the work
So close the curtain, i'm hurtin', head serverly
Really tryin' to bring the pain
There's nothing more satisfing then when you cryin' screamin' my name
It's not a game, it's purple rain
Floods and blood stains, big puns my thugs name
Bustin' my gun, that's my love thang
Slit the jug vein, snatch your atam's apple
John madden tackle your corpse
Then hoist it on the cross at the taben ackle
That'll have to hurt, i'll work your body till it burst
The curse of viva, slangin' ? first,
I'm worse than anything you ever been through
Sick in the head and mental, essentially meant to be so ?
When you awaken, your manhood will be taken
Faken like you satan, when i'm the rhymin' abomination
Hook (x2)
Verse 3:
It's hard to analize, which guys is spies
Be advised people, we recognized who lies
It's all in the eyes chico
We read 'em and see 'em for what they are
Theives in undercover cars, takin' my picture like i'm a fuckin' star
I'm up to par, my game is in a smash
Stash a million in the stash
Passport with the gas , first name and last
Ask anybody if my men are rowdy
Give me the mini shottie, i body a nigga for a penny probably
Im obligated to anything, if it's crime related
If it shine i'll take it, sill in my prime and i finally made it
I hate the fact that i'm the last addition
Probably stash magician, could of went to college and been a mathmatician
Bad decisions kept me out the game
Now i'm strickly out for cream, doin' things to fiends
I doubt you'll ever dream, my teams the meanest thing you ever seen
Measured by the heavens king, down to the devls mesimean
I never scream so loud, i'm proud to be alive
Most heads died by 25, or catch a quick 3 to 5
So be advised, the streets is full of surprises
It's not what crews the livest, when the survivers who's the wisest
Hook (x2)
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23. _ Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy)
"Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned..." --> Rakim (repeat 2X) "Wake you up and as I stare in your..." (repeat 2X) "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Prodigy] Remember P, the one you got your whole style from? "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Prodigy] Remember me, the one you got your rhyme style from? "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Prodigy] Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from? "Yo it's the P" *cut and scratched* Verse One: Prodigy Yo, disperse from off this, who the culprits that claim to be the newest, rappin bullshit My rhymes, get Ruger endorsements, my song boost and the tech sales through the ceiling, let's talk with guns Convo til the po-lice come Give you a red shirt with the wet hat to match First max like it's Hamburger Hill for real It's Red Dawn when the Mobb get it on, my outfit stuck on some wild out shit, all about it We move gambit, through the overcrowded Forthwith, pull out long fifths, extended clips Point the nozzle and shift your back disc Me and the click-a, sit down and eat dinner Wake up every mornin write a new banger that strike harder than your best attempt to sound like P or the H-A-V-O-C, nigga "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Rebel INS] Remember me, the one you got the technique from? "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Rebel INS] Remember me, the one you got your freestyle from? "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Rebel INS] Remember Deck, I told y'all, Protect Ya Neck "I'm Rebel INS your highness" *cut and scratched* [Inspectah Deck] Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one There's no escape from straight from the grain come the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery Unsolved, the mob that revolves automatically involved musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs Rock turtledove bowery suits and purple gloves, me and you can have some fun Make it a blast, you couldn't take the impact with steel shoulderpads, blood for blood Veteran, covered in mud, wounded in the midst of war Still tradin slugs gettin major love Way above you newcomers, I come thunderin with the heat of two summers when I enter the zone Move mountains with the presence alone before the words rip through the microphone, chrome dipped lyrics are known to split stone, you private eyes home in but can't seem to clone "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Big Pun] Remember Pun, the one you bit your whole shit from? "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Big Pun] Remember Pun, I snatched away the moon and blew away the sun "I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned" [Big Pun] Remember Pun, the one with over a thousand guns "You start to suffer" *cut and scratched* [Big Punisher] Yo, Big Punisher's ready Prodigy, Deck and me, QB ("Shaolin") and Bronx trilogy Lyrically hazardous for your wealth, swing on your world's piece Foil your plans, boil your grams, take a shine Fold all your hands, spoil your mans, make him mine Take all you made, call you gay on Hot 97 Drop by your dwellin got the nueve right behind your melon Ain't no tellin when the bullet's behind the trigger I do it to live niggaz and Pulitzer Prize winners You wouldn't survive nigga, if I chose you Froze you from ear to ear, showin your whole vocal Who told you, you could roll through, my lyrics practically rose you from the grave, like The Crow's do (*next lyrics overlap Scarface sample*) I told you a long time ago, don't ever fuck me cause if I leave you half dead ("Oahh-kay!" - T.M.) consider yourself ("You wanna play rough? - T.M.) very lucky, very ugly from the face up Leave you laced up, Joey Crillz, Pros, Cuban Link, Triple Seis, WHAT? "Soon you start to suffer" --> Rakim *cut and scratched* "The RZA" --> GZA *cut and scratched* "The Inspectah Deck" --> INS *cut and scratched* "Yo it's the P" --> Prodigy *cut and scratched* "The Punisher's ready" --> Big Punisher *cut and scratched more free lyrics |
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