Earth to Pun, in Pun Water Boy, yeah yeah The levels, the levels, the be good? is good, levels is good? Yeah
You got to watch those, who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to watch those, who pop those You those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Indeed I those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no
I'm to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out Spray peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth Who can me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you papi Caught him in the with the clapper, while he was doin' caci
I'll probably die in jail, make it through and fry in hell Either way I'ma lead the way, cause time'll tell I rhyme for real, not that imaginary I really will stab you and one of my adversaries
There's no remorse, fuck thug niggaz, show me the boss Gimme a hustle the risk of goin' up North I love my freedom, and you I love my bein' So I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem
I'll see him in hell, settle it there, better it there No innocent bystanders to get hit a spare Like I really care who catches strays the Mac Like I really who you paid to rap on your track
Nigga you wack, you bringin' nuttin' for us I got songs the Devil and Jesus singin' on the chorus You can't ignore us, nigga you how we roll in the clip and one in the hole
You got to those, jokers who pop those You know those, snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, snot-nosed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
Can't no comp at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me Got the nicest alive talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty" Cocky crafty like Rocky Puerto Rock Apache Posse not even the cops catch me
I'm too fast, pounds, but I move ass Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two My is tight, you wanna play, just name your price Fame to ice, brains your life, the game is sheist
And I'm the on the field Even in I was nominated the most likeliest to kill This bastard steal, a full clip and a And I'ma blast ya til your whole respeta you muerta, it ain't me it's the metra 'Tate quieta, the bitch got a bad
surrender, you ain't got a chance You be lucky to here half-dead, in an ambulance So take a chance, but the worst Put my foot so far up ass the sweat on my quench your thirst Ooh, "Thanks Pun"
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, crusty-lipped Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to those, jokers who pop those You know those, snot-nosed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh