C'mon (yeah yeah) c'mon! Uhh, yeah, this is the motherfuckin uncut Long time comin, ya heard? M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher [Pun] What'cha gon' do? Uhh... Terror Squad (yeah) Bronx... Brook-lawn collabo' [Pun] Yo, yo, yo... Ya heard me?
[Big Punisher] This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters New York, New York - ice rockin tight wifebeaters We the truth - don't let yo' dead body be the proof Leave your Wisdom rottin with holes - and I don't mean ya tooth I'm hundred proof, that's perfect percentage Since birth I inherit the gift to spit a verse that refers to ya parent The spirit's born, here to bring light to the dawn Made right where you starrin from night to the mornin Plus the light that give light to Muhammad Or Christ how you want it I got what you need From God to the streets, c'mon motherfucker you talkin to me Big Pun! The papichulo out to screw you ?, hunchback, like Quasimoto
Chorus: Big Punisher, M.O.P.
[Pun] Set off the sirens [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga [MOP] New York Giants (c'mon! ) [Fame] Leave em brainless [Danz] Hit em with the stainless [Fame] It's the... "World's... world's... world's famous!" [Pun] C'mon - violence! [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn pa-pa [MOP] New York Giants [Fame] Leave em brainless [Danz] Hit em with the stainless [Fame] It's the... "World's... world's... world's famous!"
[Big Punisher] I bring death to your front door like an escort from Hell Or ring the bell like you wanna just talk, and just - rock your world Like? believe me, my Squad get busy if you try to diss me Cock the glizzy give you one back word to 'Pac and Biggie Cause my commitee ain't only known for the flowin Put they holes in your colon send you rollin like when you're bowlin A perfect strike - let me show y'all niggaz what I learned from Ike I hurt your wife - put the trife ass in the earth aight? I'm shootin at you - and that's off the top like Supernatural ? turn his moves to statue like Medusa was lookin at you Clap you with your own heat - by all means If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
Chorus (first 1/2)
[Pun] Violence [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] B.X. [MOP] Violence [Pun] B.K. [MOP] Violence
[Lil' Fame] I breaks the world off with a bang (BANG! ) "How About Some..." FUCK THAT! Look nigga, you know the name It's the One slash, Seven One Eight, slash M dot O dot P dot, First Family dot Boogie Down, Brooklyn (DAMN YOU) Step the fuck back, before I get Big Pun to earth-slam you I rep for my cellblock niggaz And cats from Puerto Rico, Uptown screamin out, "Perrico!" Yep, this nigga strike, I've survived mad nigga fights Lil' Fame, insane brain, to fill your gigabytes Merc out on machines with loud pipes Niggabytes, six-double-oh's, and? bikes
[Billy Danzini] You want Seven One Eight Terror (SQUAD), William (DANZE) First (FAM)... easy soldier! I'm not a killer, I just pop a lot Grew up in Brownsville, in a brownstone, by a vacant lot Seance got - my mind, my body, and my - SOUULLLLLLLL Ohh! I don't blame you - you switched your gameplan When you found out your main man was named Danze Nigga - I'm filled with anger! You fuckin with a hooded soldier, Code Red your life is in danger (FIRST FAMILY STYLE) all the way out BANG (BANG) BANG (BANG) til your brains hang out
C'mon (yeah yeah) c'mon! Uhh, yeah, this is the motherfuckin uncut Long time comin, ya heard? M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher [Pun] What'cha gon' do? Uhh... Terror Squad (yeah) Bronx... Brook-lawn collabo' [Pun] Yo, yo, yo... Ya heard me?
[Big Punisher] This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters New York, New York - ice rockin tight wifebeaters We the truth - don't let yo' dead body be the proof Leave your Wisdom rottin with holes - and I don't mean ya tooth I'm hundred proof, that's perfect percentage Since birth I inherit the gift to spit a verse that refers to ya parent The spirit's born, here to bring light to the dawn Made right where you starrin from night to the mornin Plus the light that give light to Muhammad Or Christ how you want it I got what you need From God to the streets, c'mon motherfucker you talkin to me Big Pun! The papichulo out to screw you ?, hunchback, like Quasimoto
Chorus: Big Punisher, M.O.P.
[Pun] Set off the sirens [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga [MOP] New York Giants (c'mon! ) [Fame] Leave em brainless [Danz] Hit em with the stainless [Fame] It's the... "World's... world's... world's famous!" [Pun] C'mon - violence! [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn pa-pa [MOP] New York Giants [Fame] Leave em brainless [Danz] Hit em with the stainless [Fame] It's the... "World's... world's... world's famous!"
[Big Punisher] I bring death to your front door like an escort from Hell Or ring the bell like you wanna just talk, and just - rock your world Like? believe me, my Squad get busy if you try to diss me Cock the glizzy give you one back word to 'Pac and Biggie Cause my commitee ain't only known for the flowin Put they holes in your colon send you rollin like when you're bowlin A perfect strike - let me show y'all niggaz what I learned from Ike I hurt your wife - put the trife ass in the earth aight? I'm shootin at you - and that's off the top like Supernatural ? turn his moves to statue like Medusa was lookin at you Clap you with your own heat - by all means If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
Chorus (first 1/2)
[Pun] Violence [MOP] Form the alliance [Pun] B.X. [MOP] Violence [Pun] B.K. [MOP] Violence
[Lil' Fame] I breaks the world off with a bang (BANG! ) "How About Some..." FUCK THAT! Look nigga, you know the name It's the One slash, Seven One Eight, slash M dot O dot P dot, First Family dot Boogie Down, Brooklyn (DAMN YOU) Step the fuck back, before I get Big Pun to earth-slam you I rep for my cellblock niggaz And cats from Puerto Rico, Uptown screamin out, "Perrico!" Yep, this nigga strike, I've survived mad nigga fights Lil' Fame, insane brain, to fill your gigabytes Merc out on machines with loud pipes Niggabytes, six-double-oh's, and? bikes
[Billy Danzini] You want Seven One Eight Terror (SQUAD), William (DANZE) First (FAM)... easy soldier! I'm not a killer, I just pop a lot Grew up in Brownsville, in a brownstone, by a vacant lot Seance got - my mind, my body, and my - SOUULLLLLLLL Ohh! I don't blame you - you switched your gameplan When you found out your main man was named Danze Nigga - I'm filled with anger! You fuckin with a hooded soldier, Code Red your life is in danger (FIRST FAMILY STYLE) all the way out BANG (BANG) BANG (BANG) til your brains hang out
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