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