[Big Punisher]
Earth to Pun.. come in Pun..
{*some whining noise*}
Yeah yeah yeah..
The levels the levels the levels be good?
Levels is goodlevels is good?
Yeah..

Chorus: Big Punisher (repeat 2X)

You got to watch thosejokers who pop those
You know thosecrusty-lipped snot-nosed
Indeed I spot thoseactin rah rahtalkin bla-bla
that s ca-cachill pa-pano ah-ahh (ah-ahh)

[Big Punisher]
I m quick to dumb outrun up in yo crib with the guns out
Spray your peepssmack the baby teeth out your son mouth
Who can stop me? I told shorty I ma shoot you papi
Caught him in the crapper with the clapper;
while he was doin caci
I ll probably die in jail - make it through life and fry in hell
Either way I ma lead the waycause only time ll tell
I rhyme for realnot that imaginary vocabulary
I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries
There s no remorse - fuck these thug niggazshow me the boss
Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin up North
I love my freedomand you know I love my bein
So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem
I ll see him in hellwe ll settle it therebetter it there
No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare
Like I really care who catches strays from the Mac
Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track
Nigga you wack - you ain t bringing nuttin for us
I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin on the chorus
You can t ignore usnigga you know how we roll
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole

Chorus

[Big Punisher]
Can t no comp come at methis battle the Bronx ll back me
Got the nicest niggaz alive talkin bout"Papi s nasty"
Cocky crafty like Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache
Posse not even the cops could catch me
I m too fast - four-hundred poundsbut I move ass
Soon as you spokeI already smoked you with two jabs
My game is tight - you wanna playjust name your price
Fame to iceyour brains your lifethe game is sheist
and I m the trifest on the field
Even in school I was nominated the most likeliest to kill
This bastard steala full clip and a extra
and I ma blast ya til your whole click respeta
Leave you muertait ain t me it s the metra
tate quietathe bitch got a bad temper
Don t surrender - you ain t got a chance
You be lucky to leave here half-deadin an am-bu-lance
So take a chancebut expect the worst
Put my foot so far up your ass
the sweat on my knee ll quench your thirst

{OOOOOH! *long slurrrrrrrp* .. "Thanks Pun!"}

Chorus

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