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[Big
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fucking floor, Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles that fucking whore
Dead in the middle of Italy little did we know
that we riddled some who didn't do diddily

Joe]
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to
I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, you at your mother's wake
you then I wack you with my snub trey-eight

[Big
I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family
like Amityville drill the in your cavity filling
Insanity's building up in my civilian
The cannon be the that humanity's dealing
A villain without remorse, who's willing to out boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child

Joe]
I support Pun in anything he does, anything he
My brother from another mother sent from the
A nigga just like me, one of the best -- might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling on they knee

[Big
Spike Lee couldn't a better picture
You small change, I'm blowing out your getting richer

[Fat
Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack bitch, nigga what?
You getting stuck, my finger's itchy as a fuck!

[Big
Trunk jewels (jewels), in the Land, pumping 'Cash Rules'
Last crew to want it caught a trying to pass through

[Fat
true, so who the next to get it?
TS is the best did it (get it off your chest kid admit it)

Pun, Joe]

[Pun] And
[Joe] Here, and you stop!
[Pun] shot glock with the cop killer fill em to the top
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
[Pun] Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun the guns cocked
Yeah, and you don't stop!
[Pun] We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow whole spot
Yeah, and you don't stop!
[Pun] still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!

Punisher]
Fuck the po-lice, I squeeze first, em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, then 'em in the T-bird
The street's cursed, the first amendment's biased
Supposed to supply us with rights, I hold my rosary
tight as I can, I'm one man the world, just me and my girl
Black Athena my sena who keeps it real
You know the deal, we steal the rich and keep it
Peep it no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it

Joe]
Creep with me, as I cruise in my
All the kids in the call me Don Cartagena
ass as I blast off heat, and
you never see me to police, so
you should know I really don't care
you by the hair, slit your throat, and I'll leave you right there
So beware it's rare that want beef, Big Pun speak
and let motherfuckers know how we run the streets

[Big
Fuck peace, I run the streets deep with no compassion, Ricans
known for slashing catching niggas while sleeping, no relaxing
Keep your eyes open, sharp
Three techses in the Jeep just in case police ask us
professors, Terror Squad, ghetto scholars
Fill the clips off, inflicts the fear of God the metal hollers
Better acknowledge or get knocked down until I'm and shot down
Heather B couldn't make me put my Glock

[Fat
We lock towns like in the chamber
Boogie Down like Nine, I bust mine
everytime I'm the crime boss of New York
When we to walk the walk all my niggas carry chalk
and stalk, I prey like The Predator, whoever it
go and get it set it baby and I'm gonna you
So remember the Squad I'm repping
I pull a clip for my and Punish niggas till it's Armageddon

2X (to fade)]