Remember Pun?
Yeah, check me out..
Remember Pun?
Terror Squad..
[Triple Seis]
I`ll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis the God of War like Mars
that leave MC`s smashed but my Squad, is odd
Y`all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
of my extreme fellas, rockin the (?) sweaters
The ones who paid with they life
I rock for forty days and forty nights, and every verse is tight
Better than before; rough, rugged, and raw
Chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore
This ain`t a game, I`ll leave you maimed
Allow me to explain I thrive on the pain while robbin your chain
Knahmean? Do him and the fiend, grab his wallet
Leave a trail-blazin like (Rasheed Wallace)
What`s today`s knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker
I walk the same streets the police take us
Livin on the corner so won`t speak it out my mouth
Respect and got the money son that`s all that it`s about
No doubt, silence of code, violence of mode
Under control, can tell my real niggaz really roll
On the low tryin to blow trees
And for no reas`, we hit a nigga up for mo` cheese
Better relate and start to think, or be the missin link
I got my +Hustle+ on like Larry Flynt
[Big Pun]
We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart
Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art
Takin New York cats past the stars
First it was Nasty Nas now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh
Computer chip locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough
Hold your toaster low, business never personal
Just some words to know - if you run the streets
come in peace or leave in pieces
Even Jesus was killed by the polices
They crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry `em
Depends on the state if death is my fate then cool I`m dyin
If that`s my destiny it`s meant to be
Just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me
Aight crew? (No doubt Pun!) Aight then, let`s fight then
I`m hypened, comin with the thunder and the lightning
Invitin the comp, ice on the arm
Nights when I storm, snipin your moms, right from the Bronx
Mic in the palm it`s the ghetto God
I rip a nigga heart out his frame while I scream TERROR SQUAD
Be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife
She said she`d starve on a diet instead I`m a God in her eyes
The father of Christ, sure to be immortal
Guzzlin beer bottles by the dozen with Devin that`s mi hermano
Big Pun.. .. will be here, forever -> KRS
We brave in the heart..
.. p-p-p-playin a part
Amazingly smart..
.. remember Pun?, That`s the ghetto God
We brave in the heart..
.. p-p-p-playin a part
Amazingly smart..
.. remember Pun?, That`s the ghetto God
We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart
Big Pun.. .. for-EVER! -> KRS
[Prospect]
You ain`t understand how I push your wig back quick
A little quiet nigga wouldn`t think I did that shit
I`m from where the guns love to introduce theyself
Reduce your health, little bulletproofs get felt
Who mind ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady
I`m John Blazin when you see the arms razin
Shit crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than the long `chette
Far from a snitch nigga who call Teddy
I click triggers how you more ready and switch bigger
than more berry I`m a cherry you a strawberry
If you lost that mean I`m on top of the whip
You plottin to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip
You stop with the quick and never make another move
Even your mother lose, I hurt up your pops to pay your brother dues
Big Pun..
Forever.. do you understand? FOREVER! -> KRS
[Fat Joe]
Make way for krill, I don`t play I spray for real
Blow your top with the glock, that`s my favorite kill
Blaze your crib with like thirty shots
I`m already hot, but my last one is with some dirty cops
I play the streets with toast cause the thieves is close
Wanna keep your post then don`t beef with Joe
Still niggaz think I won`t bring the heat out
That`s like sayin Puff ain`t never beat up Steve Stoute
Truth first, Terror Squad, shoot first
War with me and you guaranteed to leave the earth
I`m, dressed to kill, my niggaz rep for real
Joe Crack`s back like I never had a deal
Hungry and shit, it don`t get more lovely than this
Blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin your lips
The street`s a trip; either you deep or you sleep with the fish
I keep a fifth for them niggaz that`s seekin to flip
We brave in the heart..
.. p-p-p-playin a part
Amazingly smart..
.. remember Pun?, That`s the ghetto God
We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart
Big Pun.. .. for-EVER! -> KRS
Do you understand? FOREVER! -> KRS
