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1. _ Capital Punishment
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
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 [unverified]
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
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
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 Immune 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 Mohican's, '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?
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
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 mentality
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 Cubans 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 information
From the Squad, bringing the Terror for the nine-era
And let it rain on your fine leather, nigga, what?
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2. _ 100%
Ooh, Puerto Rico
Toma
[Chorus]
El dia de mi suerte
Te lo juro por mi gente
Te juro que un dia llegara
And we won't stop
We always knew we'd make it
Even though you player hated
We still made it to the top
Puerto Rock Puro, not Menudo no I'm not the one
I'm studyin' Judo, you don't know if I got a gun
It's Pun, from the X side of things, baguette inside my rings
Everything I want I gets, bada-BING
It's mine I Shyne like money that sound like Biggie
Fuck around my town, Boogie Down my city
Come around get pound, to the ground no pity
Watch the sound, fo'-pound twenty round milli'
Get smacked silly, for coming out your mug
I'm known for bouncin' thugs from the Tunnel to the Salsa clubs
Don't matter, put the chrome to your bladder
Splatter your abs, have you pissin in a plastic bag
That's a drag now you abnormal
Don't make me go out to rumble,
And put some motherfuckin' stabs on you
The night is young and I'm already fightin' hidin' my gun
Promoter buggin' screamin', "Who the fuck invited Pun?"
[Chorus]
From San Juan to Bayamon, I'm the Don Juan beside the Don
Live long, get your party on
Don't let the liquor fool you, cause I'll stick it to you
Somethin' sharp to the heart, or somethin' big to move you
The Desert or the shottie, whateva you the body
That chose to be the dumb nigga at the party
Too much Bacardi started speakin' dumb
Then you tried to snuff Joe, must have been Puerto Rican rum
That's the hardcore, two years a sophomore
Takes years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls
So get lost or take one, bones I break them
Pigs are bacon, so get fried if they come
You see that? I'm like G. Rap, 'Pac, Master P
All balled up with a twist of Marc Anthony
Recognize me I'm the one that's cockin the auto
Tony Sunshine please canten el coro
[Chorus]
It ain't over
I thought you ain't like the beat
Te digo que no se ha acabao
La tierra del Borinquen donde nacido yo
Aha aha aha aha
Es un jardin florido de magico primor
Aha aha aha aha aha aha aha
Un cielo siempre nitido, que sirve de dosel
Y dan arrullos placidos, las olas a sus pies
[Chorus]
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
A Puerto Rico
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3. _ Intro (Words from Big Pun)
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4. _ Big Pun Outro
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5. _ You Ain't a Killer
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
Incarnate 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
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
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 severely
Really tryin' to bring the pain
There's nothing more satisfying
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' brujeria 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
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
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
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
Thieves 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
I'm 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 mathematician
Bad decisions kept me out the game
Now I'm strictly 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 survivors who's the wisest
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
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
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6. _ Cross Bronx Expressway
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7. _ Super Lyrical
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
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent (Biggie)
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the
Blah, blah, blah (Canibus)
Lyrically I'm I'm supposed to represent
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
Immerse 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
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
Niggas'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
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm
I'm supposed to represent
Ay-yo peace Roots east coast niggas reppin' the streets most
With heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies than Pete Rose
These dos, niggas that'll lift ya mentals
Lyrics'll twist your temples into pretzels
Like the "Triumph" instrumental
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
Just call me Baby Jesus 'cause lady niggas be praisin' me
Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery
It pays to be amazingly flavery
Daze 'em to my rhymes that basically hypnotize you occasionally
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
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm
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
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8. _ Still Not a Player
Whoa!
Yeah
Don't wanna be a player (T.S.)
[Chorus]
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just fuck a lot
But Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin for
For my thug niggas, for my thug niggas
Uptown baby, uptown
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Punisher still down by law
Who's down to crush a lot
Hey yo I'm still not a player but you still a hater
Elevator to the top haha, see you later, I'm gone
Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks
In house beach, french countess, 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 wearing PJ's
Now we reach the peakage, running 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]
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 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'm gonna let you know
Once I put 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
Thick tongue, known to make a chick (come)
(In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly
Rubbin your spot love, got you screaming 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"
(In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly
Rubbin your spot love, got you screaming 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"
I don't wanna be a player no more
But Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin for
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be - I don't wanna be a player no more
But you know Big Punisher still down by law
Who's down to crush a lot
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
No more rolling with an entourage
Unless it's Pun and the Terror Squad
Punisher, Punisher, Big Punisher
Punisher, Joe and Big Punisher
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena
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9. _ Words from Raekwon
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10. _ Off the Books
Hey yo it's all love, but love's got a thin line
And Pun's got a big nine, respect crime but not when it reflect mine
The shit I'm on is wrong but it lasts long
Pull a fast one, then Pun'll wake up, with the stash gone
I'm mad strong, and my cream is fast
Smoke the greenest grass, my bitch got the meanest ass
And a taste legit, I don't have to waste a whole case of Crist'
All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit
Lace the click, cause we all share
It's all fair like love and war, thug galore with the long hair
Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kids run
Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum
Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl
I'm the mighty Thor clothes lining motherfuckers like Steven Segall
Cause all you gonna get, is your ass kicked or up in a casket
That's it (that's it?) That's it
Punisher bash it, at last it's, rappers that really blast shit
Cats getting Big Willie niggas like Billy Bathgate
Up in Jimmy's Cafe, havin caviar
Crackin' Cristal at the bar, smokin' cigars, livin' large
We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin' jobs for bills
I'm hard to kill for real nigga guard your grill
I like to chill, spark an L and get high
I'm one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly
What up Duke-o, you know, politickin' papi chuco
I'm out here, watching for Jake, getting this loot though
Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit yo
Swervin' like a A.K.A. in Beirut yo
Squeezin', out of automatic M3's and
Please, you ain't seen no thugs like these
I can tell you lots of things that'll make you believe
In Corona yo it's better to take than to receive
Your career's on life support, and I'ma pull the plug
And have every thug shootin' that Beatnut drug
In they blood, no escapin 'this
Niggas is goin' over their favorite shit (for what?)
To be tapin' this
World premier, loud and clear
Lye and beer, get the dough, blow up the show
Dissapear, jump in the Cavalier
Feelin' marvelous, street pharmacist, twist arboles
For pleasure, bring your territory sever
Keep my workers under pressure got em sayin' "fuck Lester"
But that's aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too cold
Don't give a fuck where you been what you done
Where you go, you know, peep this favorite
In black shades like a secret, agent
We're night thieves, roll up on you sleeves
We light trees, bust these and stack cheese
It's off the hook this year
Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'
But crooks in here
Gettin 'mad money off the books this year
It's off the hook this year
Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin'
But crooks in here
Gettin' mad money off the books this year
[Repeat: x64]
Go!
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11. _ It's So Hard
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12. _ Words from Snoop
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13. _ Off wit His Head
[Big Punisher]
I don't give a f***! Til I die, I'ma live it up
Hit em up, n**** what what, n**** what?
Better watch yo' a** 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash
and helicopter yo' a**, about a block and a half
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
Where you at Prop?
[Prospect]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
Let the blood-shed, cause all my thug sons'll bust lead
Yo I rep like one of the best, my Mac numbin your flesh
They on tracks but they runnin from death
Who f***in' with 'spect? Yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep
Comin correct, n****z know I blow my gun in a sec
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
What the deal Twin?
[Big Punisher]
Yeeeah baby! Aiyyo it's off with his head
Slap the s*** out the Devil and tear his horns off his head
Aiyyo it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah
Til then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster
I ain't ready to die, bury me alive
But if my n**** got beef, we goin together tonight
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
What you say Twin?
[Prospect]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared
It's hard to survive, ? armor hold ? this tribe
And takin n****z lives, so what? They tryin take mine
What I'm supposed to do? Let s*** slide like I was close to you?
This murder I write, pushin a hearse, let me chaffeur you
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
What the deal son?
[Big Punisher]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
N**** I was born in the f***in Dawn of the Dead
I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun
Fresh out the box, oiled and c***ed, Glock 21
Once I begin to pop, I ain't gon' stop til I'm done
So either call the cops, or bust a shot - n**** uhh
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lye with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
Hold me down Pros'
[Prospect]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
Put that n**** to sleep and make a coffin his bed
I come from rough times where n****z bust 9's and be like f*** rhymes
and puff dimes, slippin on front lines and lust crimes
You better trust mines, I'm down for the cause
Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
What the deal kid?
[Big Punisher]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
C*** the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red
Aiyyo I never front, I want whatever n**** let's dump
Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump
I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin to jump
Got the whole left side of my face twitchin and stuff
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lie with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
Take us home Dunn
[Prospect]
Aiyyo it's off with his head
He ain't really want it so he lost it instead
"Picture Me Rollin" like 'Pac in the drop, my style too hot
to figure out, oh Lord, please don't make me put this n**** out
My trigger shout through your area code
The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes
Cause I'ma ride for my n****z, die for my n****z
Puff lye with my n****z til I'm high with my n****z
Now it's on Twin - now it's on Twin
Yeah, hah, now it's on Twin
[Opera Steve]
Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armaged-don
Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squaaaaaaaaad...
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14. _ Ghostface on Big Pun
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15. _ Freestyle with Fat Joe & Big Pun
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16. _ Banned from TV
Banned from TV
N.O.R.E
Moving
Shut the fuck up
Ay Yo Ay yo Regardless of rain or snow sleet or hail
I kick street tales choking niggas like I'm sprewell
Golden state holding your fate in the palm of my hand
Blow you away like its part of the plan
I gotta call it like I see it talk it like I be it
Walkin my walk thugged out orthopedic
Cause I'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up
Niggas try to stick me like abdul lerima, follow the leader
Make me go extra hard, yo nore should I hold back or show the repirtore
Quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers
I show them why its so hard to reach us
I get pussy with my fathers features
Puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a buck 70
Catch me in spots y'all niggas never be
Packed in like green bay
Harlem week to queens day
Performing acapella, no dj
98 live, no replays
Make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
That its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins
Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks
Pour on the fort knox lazura
Shark salad with cabbage
Pork chops and applesauce
Twin connection, disrespect watch your body cave in
Pump the shotty guagin, hit the shorty while he potty training
I ain't playing, I'm truly the worst
Simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi it hurts, leave you double-dead
I'ma a bubble-head, I never listen to nothing my mother said
Ay yo I hold niggas ransom for money
Like Johnny handsome
Been sonning niggas for so long
I think I got a grandson
My passion is money, a stash and a honey
That won't ask questions but will blast anybody
That's my kind of girl, kinda of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon
Just a little ghetto
Where my niggas control the middle
We know the riddles of life where others know only a little
Yo, yo been in rich places, sick places
Seen my story on six thousand six hundred and sixty six pages
Wages, I wrote six aces
And at the same dice games, I caught six cases
All over big faces, now it's tipped laces
Ready to dig faces, but the bang it ain't
Bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages
Cats like to rip places
Bloody lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races?
But I stay in import the pig places
But the world know the girl though
I fuck her off a furlough
She'll be up, hook me up
All your sales could be luck
Only question for these ducks is
Baby girl can we fuck
You the type that need a wife
Thought L-o-x told y'all the key to life
Asshole, yo I don't play around
I lay it down
Fuck around, I spray around
Flick a biscuit, nigga risk it
My ass, you can kick or kiss it
Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough than this
(bust off) and sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
Like 2 thirds of a brick (penaro and kiss)
And kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whip
See the plan is to stash all, and cash y'all
The weed so strong, they gotta put it glass jars
Niggas try to smoke me out, mope me out
'cause the rims on my new joint be poking out
I'm about to have no feelings
Shit is deep, do they dance with the devil when they sleep
I wake up gripping the air, wishing the hit
Shit that they kick in ya ear
When your soul be drifting in air
My gift is half-rotten when I spit it tears
That shit'll drop down my eye, I'm too tired to cry
And I ain't never seen a nigga that too live to die
They say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it
If a nigga ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it
And we gonna be around til ya body rott
And if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got
What!what! what! what!
Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain
The other smoke chronic like straight to the brain
Ay yo lets get loose, Hennesey straight, with tomato juice
Queens stallion, my guns, fully Italian
Now y'all niggas recognize medallions
I play the best hood, o-t with Tim Westwood
Used to be on section 8, now my section is good
Thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we could
And I don't give a fuck what! yo I save my shit
And I don't give a fuck what! you can save your shit
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny niggas like Steve Harvey
Frontin' live with a weak army
I play the nice guy too, I'll smoke with you
But the realness, I ain't got no love for you
That's why I never do a song with you
Not even if your babies mom fucked the crew
And promised to give us head and swallow too
I still say no, no is no, no can doe
Ya niggas drinking henneray, drinking my flow
Yo, thug shit thug shit what what
What the fuck is the deal
Thugged out entertainment
Untertainment
L-o-x
Terror squad
This shit is fucking official
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17. _ Twinz [Deep Cover '98]
Ready for war Joe, how you want to blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Humer, 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 a middleman who didn't do diddly
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
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 pavilion 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
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' niggas kneelin' on they right knee
Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture
You small change, I'm blowin out your brains gettin' richer
Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, nigga what?
You gettin' stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck!
Trunk jewels (jewels), cruisin' in the Land, pumpin' 'Cash Rules'
Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin' to pass through
That's true, so who the next to get it?
GS the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it)
[Chorus]
And it's
Here, and you don't stop!
Twenty shot glock with the cop killer fill 'em to the top
Yeah, and you don't stop!
Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked
Yeah, and you don't stop!
We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot
Yeah, and you don't stop!
It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!
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
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 niggas want beef, Big Pun speak
And let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets
Fuck peace,
I run the streets deep with no compassion, Puerto Ricans
Known for slashin' catchin niggas while they sleepin, no relaxin
Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes
Three techs in the Jeep Lexus just in case police estas
Street professors, Terror Squad, ghetto stylers
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 be couldn't make me put my Glock Down
We lock towns like rounds in the chamber
Boogie Down major like Nine, I bust mine
Every time plus I'm the crime boss of New York
When we talk to walk the walk all my niggas 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 niggas till it's Armageddon
[Chorus: x2]
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