*phone conversation*
[Fat Joe]
Since day one, niggaz died at the Don
cause I was anon, now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond
Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated
Quadripalegic any squad that wanna squab when I`m heated
Not even God can believe it, the way we regulate
and levitate, heavyweight niggaz like they was featherweight
Every day I do the same thang
It`s the paid game, to amputate more body parts than gangrene
[Big Punisher]
Yo this a man`s game, it`s a shame how niggaz truly mock me
But who can stop me, from breakin niggaz off like Fujiyaki?
My crew`s probably the only niggaz that really live the lyrics
Niggaz really fear us, they must of heard we really killers
We`re Philly fillers and 40 guzzlers with millimeters
and army cutters Willie niggaz that laundry dollars
I`m Nostradamus predictin the future, my position is crucial
with a known friction obsession addicition to shoot ya *BLAM*
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo I`m better off dead than givin the feds the satisfaction
Subtractin my freedom have me missin in action
[Big Punisher]
A fraction of y`all, raw like Colt to the jaw
The rest of y`all, fear war, and couldn`t follow out the protocol
[Fat Joe]
Joe the God is like the angel of death, strangle your neck
That`s why Don Cartagena`s the name your respect
[Big Punisher]
I bring the pain to your chest, that`ll make you question your threshold
Flex like you been forced, still "bless you" like a chest cold
We destined to explode, that`s why I stay on flip mode
Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go
Chorus: Big Punisher
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can`t no other rapper in this game get the best of me; unless you just
def dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I`m veddy and there ain`t no gettin rid of me
(repeat 2X)
[Fat Joe]
Uh, uh, uh, yo!
Somebody hold me back, Joey Crack`s about to load the gat
and blow this track to the stars like the zodiac
Hold me back this max n better, out for the ass n cheddar
But fast cash don`t last forever
[Big Punisher]
I asked the felons, if I don`t stay wrapped in leathers
and hats with feathers, I got all the ostriches actin jealous
Track the trailers in chrome black Cateras
Two hundred inch Mickey Thompson`s, flown back from Paris
[Prospect]
Dat dats the illest, these body tracks make a rap killings
Others is trying to stack billions out in crack buildings
My destiny was to shine, ? to climb
Especially in time, with the recipe in mind
From the jump start, they ain`t have to pump hard in this
I was a part of this, and marvelous stats, it wasn`t hard to miss
And yo, I had to burn cats like arsonists and still continue
Whose on my menu? A record deal they couldn`t lend you
I had to burn my glock and earn my spot
The time flew by, had to turn my clock
and start with a new resume, not really that bitch named Des`ree
She ain`t really my dream there`s a better way -- what?
Prospect`ll have to collect dough
Dialin 905 to L-A-X with somethin I was tryin to drive
A life that`s trife for what I wore in the fuckin ?
A thug in pain, I swear to my little cousin`s grave
Chorus 1X
[Big Punisher]
Every man in this world has a destiny
Can`t no other rapper in this game get the best of me; unless you just
def dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I`m dead in a minute if you`re ?
*phone conversation*
