Remember Yeah, me out Pun? Terror
battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars Face Triple Seis, the God of War like That leave MC's smashed but my is odd Y'all never seen relish but always seem
Of my extreme fellas, rockin' the [unverified] The who paid with their life I rock for forty days and forty and every verse is tight than before, rough, rugged and raw
Chainsaw metaphor that leave your sore ain't a game, I'll leave you maimed Allow me to I on the pain while robbin' your chain
Knahmean? Do him and the fiend, his wallet Leave a like (Rasheed Wallace) What's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker I walk the same streets the police us
Livin' on the corner so won't it out my mouth Respect and got the money son, all that it's about No doubt, of code, violence of mode Under control, can my real niggaz really roll
On the low to blow trees And for no reas', we hit a up for mo' cheese relate and start to think or be the missin' link I got my on like Larry Flynt
We brave in the heart, a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, of the art Takin New York cats past the it was Nasty Nas, now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh Computer chip locomotion flow, la nostra dough
Hold your toaster low, business personal some words to know, if you run the streets Come in peace or leave in Even Jesus was by the polices
They him now they inject us with juice to fry 'em Depends on the if death is my fate, then cool I'm dyin' If that's my it's meant to be Just remember to bury the motherfucker that me right next to me crew? (No Pun) Aight then, let's fight
I'm hyphened, comin' with the thunder and the the comp, ice on the arm Nights when I storm, your moms, right from the Bronx Mic in the palm, the ghetto God I rip a nigga heart out his frame, while I scream Terror
Be larger than life, my carved in my wife She said she'd on a diet instead I'm a God in her eyes The of Christ, sure to be immortal Guzzlin' bottles by the dozen with Devin that's mi hermano
Big Pun be here, forever We brave in the heart, a part, amazingly smart Remember Pun? the ghetto God
Big Pun be here, forever We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly Remember Pun? That's the God
We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, smart Big Pun
You ain't understand how I your wig back quick A little quiet nigga wouldn't think I did that I'm from where the guns love to theyself your health, little bulletproofs get felt Who ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady
I'm John when you see the arms razin' Shit crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than the 'chete Far from a snitch nigga who call I triggers, how you more ready and switch bigger more berry, I'm a cherry, you a strawberry
If you that mean, I'm on top of the whip You to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip You with the quick and never make another move Even your mother lose, I hurt up your pops to pay brother dues
Big Pun forever, do you understand?
Make way for krill, I don't play, I spray for Blow your top with the glock, that's my favorite Blaze your with like thirty shots I'm already hot but my last one is with some dirty
I play the streets with toast the thieves is close Wanna keep your post then don't with Joe niggaz think I won't bring the heat out That's sayin' Puff ain't never beat up Steve Stoute
Truth first, Terror Squad, shoot War with me and you guaranteed to the earth I'm to kill, my niggaz rep for real Joe Crack's back like I had a deal
Hungry and shit, it don't get lovely than this Blow a hole through ribs just for runnin' your lips The street's a trip; either you deep or you sleep the fish I keep a for them niggaz that's seekin' to flip
We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly Remember That's the ghetto God
We in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart Big Pun forever, do you understand?