[Big Punisher]
Uhh.. psssh.. it`s my turn, y`knahmean?
Get this motherfuckin money y`know?
Shit..
Yeah I went double, y`know?
Niggaz goin triple.. five.. ten platinum
Can`t do what I do
This is my game, this is me..
(T. Squaders) Y`know?
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Yo it`s my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my burn, or get slammed in your neck
cause it`s my turn, I`ma reach to the top
Gimme my burn, I`ma speak with the glock
cause it`s my turn, don`t make me turn your wig
Gimme my burn, don`t make me burn yo` crib
I`ma rhyme it right, and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the time is right, me and the Devil gon` dance
[Big Punisher]
Fuck you and yours; make way - I`m comin through the door
And screw the law - breakin the rules ain`t nothin new at all
I`m true to all the shit that I done, check the clip in my gun
Respect the click that I`m from, or get lifted and stunned
Dunn, you just a small fry, fuckin with the fall guy
Big Pun, The Honorable, all rise
Sky`s the limit, nuttin less if my guys is in it
For the right price, even Christ could get it
Fast life we live it - all my memories are vivid
I remember only minutes
that`s how I mentally get rid of all the enemies
The spirits that definitely mimic my every melody
and lyric which so heavenly rhythmic
In magic do I build, but math do be equally compatible
And secretively battle you to reach my peak in equilateral
I`m from the streets deep in the bottom yo ain`t no Mario Brothers
Official Bronx niggaz, quick to body yo` mother (ouch)
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[Big Punisher]
Jesus H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the price?
You scared to death I`ll make you twice as afraid of life
I bring sight to the game for every night you complained
you couldn`t see the light - I was bright in your brain
Ignitin the flame, keepin your third lid
Speak and observe with the mind
what are blind sleep til they worth shit
I`m earth wind and fire, the first one to fire
Reppin T. Squad since birth til I retire
I wire your jaw, wire the walls with plastique explosives
and riot the halls at the malls where all the crackers ? live
Keep flappin yo` gibs and I`ma come back with those kids
from the back of the bridge
I think two and touch means tackle the bitch
I rap for the chips, but I`m truly assassin
Four hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally handsome
That`s the pro - got beef with Pun, you gots to go
Mafia style - tear you a new ass-a-hole
Flash your dough, but you too cool for the captain
cause I don`t give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get your nut off
Cause in real life, you don`t know
I`ll blow your motherfuckin head off (ooh yeah)
That`s my motherfuckin word, you understand?
Thought we was a fuckin joke? Shit
Terror Squad nigga, you don`t know me
You don`t know my name, don`t say it, you understand?
Told you before I ain`t no motherfuckin rapper understand?
Shit, I don`t make no songs about rappers I don`t like
If I`ma make a song,
it`s gon` be how I beat yo` motherfuckin ass understand?
That`ll be the name of the motherfucker
That`s Why I Had to Beat Your Motherfuckin Ass
featuring Tony Sunshine
T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. Squaders
Chorus
