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Pun you up
what, makin it happen
From rappin on the corner to going platinum
But we roll, are you still ready to ride
Yo I'll be ready to ride and be ready to die
Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the corner to going platinum
But when we roll, are you still ready to
Yo I'll be ready to and I'll be ready to die

Ay yo my word is bond as I'm alive I'mma put it on
Could'a gone to gee shit, thug till I'm gone
Weight of the Bronx I'm flippin, five boroughs reppin'
Lets unite the city and step to the world as a
everybody's checkin for Pun second to none
Cause Latins going platinum was destined to
The inevitable, heavenly better whatever you do
We eligible, TS is credible
For the revenue we gettin you open lyrical dope
And these breaths are potent is like an injectional dose
And it never
Take it from top terrorist
Rapper slash hijacker tracks ever since
I was young, I always Big Pun
It wasn't always fun, ayo I rose from the slums
I had to pay my due, lay a few
But I ain't sayin who, stayin' to the game
No names, it cool just me and the crew
Holdin' it down long as we
We keep sockin' it to you like Homey D. Clown
down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga
La da le la la la la la

Pun you up
What what, makin it
From on the corner to possibly going platinum
But we roll, are you still ready to ride
Yo I'll be to ride and I'll be ready to die
Pun you up
What what, makin it
From rappin on the to possibly going platinum
But when we roll, are you still to ride
Yo I'll be ready to and I'll be ready to die

Ay yo ain't nothin' I'm still the same
The way you me since the centipede
Harder, big blacker back in the
Try to remember me from my aggressive
The way I kept it is more important than any record deal
I to chill on da block with Cuban and Seis
I still do but now it's in the blue eight fifty
My true niggas'll be wit me
The kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to diss me
Cause I'm crispy for life sixties the price
fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice
Niggas is but I psych 'em out
Though they like to doubt I make em all once I let the Tyson out
Cause I can vouch for only a few the crew
the old school I consider loyally true
I morally grew from a fool to a
the rules on how to spot a plotta that's cool for a dolla
I wanna holla at my that's reppin' the streets
Wrestlin the beast of chest in peace
my seeds and watchin' over us
Til I die align the souls with mine and shine for all of us