Twinz (Deep Cover 98) - Big Punisher

词：Big Punisher

曲：Big Punisher

Ready for war Joe

How you wanna blow they spot

I know these dirty cops

That'll get us in if we murder some wop

Hop in your Hummer

The Punisher's ready meet me at Beatles'

With Noodles we'll do this dude

While he's slurpin spaghetti

Everybody kiss the f**kin floor

Joey Crack buck em all

If they move Noodles shoot that f**kin whore

Dead in the middle of Little Italy little

Did we knowthat we riddled some middleman

Who didn't do diddily

It'll be a cold day in hell

The day I'll take an L

Make no mistake for real

I wouldn't hesitate to kill

I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate

Catch you at your mother's wake

Smack you then I wack you with my snub trey eight

I rub your face off the Earth

And curse your family children

Like Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity fillin

Insanity's building up pavillion in my civilian

The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing

A villain without remorse

Who's willing to out your boss

Forever and take all the cheddar like child support

I support Pun in anything he does anything he loves

My brother from another mother sent from the above

A thug nigga just like me

One of the best might be

Even better leavin niggaz kneelin on they right knee

Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture

You small change

I'm blowin out your brains gettin richer

Hit you with the Mac smack your bitch nigga what

You gettin stuck

My trigger finger's itchy as a f**k

Trunk jewels cruisin in the Land

Pumpin 'Cash Rules'

Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin

To pass through

That's true so who the next to get it

TS is the best that did it

Get it off your chest kid admit it

Chorus Pun Joe

And it's

Here and you don't stop

Twenty shot glock with the cop killer

Fill em to the top

Yeah and you don't stop

Joey Crack's the rock

And Big Pun keeps the guns cocked

Yeah and you don't stop

We'll make it hot nigga

What bring it I blow your whole spot

Yeah and you don't stop

It's still one eight seven on an undercover cop

F**k the police

I squeeze first make em eat dirt

Take em feet first through the morgue

Then launch em in the T-bird

The street's cursed

The first amendment's culturally biased

Supposed to supply us with rights

Tonight I hold my rosary

Tight as I can I'm one man against the world

Just me and my girl

Black Pearl Athena my sena who keeps it real

You know the deal

We steal from the rich and keep it

Peep it it's no secret

Watch me and Joe go back

And forth and freak it

Creep with me as I cruise in my Beemer

All the kids in the ghetto call me Don Cartagena

Kickin ass as I blast off heat

Andyou never see me talk to police

So you should know that I really don't care

Pull you by the hair slit your throat

And I'll leave you right there

So beware it's rare that niggaz want beef

Big Pun speak and let these motherf**kers know

How we run the streets

F**k peace I run the streets deep with no compassion

Puerto Ricans

Known for slashin catchin niggaz

While they sleepin no relaxin

Keep your eyes open sharp reflexes

Three techses in the Jeep Lexus

Just in case police ask us

Street professors Terror Squad ghetto scholars

Fill the clips off

Inflicts the fear of God when the metal hollers

Better acknowledge or get knocked down

Until I'm locked and shot down

Heather B couldn't make me put my Glock Down

We lock towns like rounds in the chamber

Boogie Down major like Nine I bust mine

Everytime plus I'm the crime boss of New York

When we talk to walk the walk

All my niggaz carry chalk

And stalk I prey like The Predator whoever want it

Go and get it set it baby and I'ma bury ya

So remember the Squad that I'm reppin

I pull a clip for my weapon

And Punish niggaz till it's armaggedeon