[Noreaga] Yo what the deal baby I see ya aight [Big Pun] Still not a player but you still a hater Ha, Pun here where my horns at Where my horns? [Horns sounding] [Intro/Bridge: Big Punisher and Noreaga] Fa ye da da ya da da da da Fa ye da da ya da da da [Chorus: Big Punisher and Noreaga] [Noreaga] Pun you came up What what, making it happen From rappin on the corner of blocks we going platinum But when we roll, are you still ready to ride [Big Punisher] Yo I be ready to ride and I be ready to die [Repeat] [Big Punisher] Ay yo my word is born long as Im alive Im gonna put it on Couldve gone to gee shit, thug nigga till Im gone Where to Bronx Im flippin, five boroughs thoroughly reppin Lets unite the city and step to the world as a weapon Cause everybodys checking for Pun second to none Cause Latins going platinum was destine to come The inevitable, heavenly better than whatever you do We eligible, T.S. incredibly credible For the revenue we gettin you open with lyrical dope And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional dose [Big Pun and Noreaga] And it never quits Take it from TSs top terrorist Rapper slash hijacker bombin tracks ever since I was young, I wasnt always Big Pun It wasnt always this fun, ay yo I rose from the slums I had to pay my due, lay a few But I aint saying who, stayin true to da game No names, playin it cool just me and da crew Holdin it down long as we round We gonna keep sockin it to you like Homey the Clown Going down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga La da le la la la la la [Chorus (2x)] [Big Punisher] Ay yo aint nothin changed Im still the same The way you remembered me since the centipede Harder, big blacker back in the seventies Try to remember me from my aggressive will The way I kept it real is more important than any record deal I used to chill on da block with Cuban and Seis Im still do but now its in the blue convertible eight...fifty My true niggaz will always be wit me The shifty kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to dis me Cause Im rispy crispy for life sixties the price Another fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice Niggaz is shiest but I sike em out Though they like to doubt I make them all believers once I let the Tyson out Cause I can vouch for only a few only the crew From the old school I consider loyally true Im morally rude from a fool to a scholar Follow the rules on how to spot a plotter thats cool for a dollar I wanna holla at my peeps that reppin the streets Wrestlin the beast of chest restin in peace Blessin my seeds and watchin over us Til I die them souls of mine Ill align the souls of mine And shine for all of us... RIP BIG PUN :(
Posted on: Fri, 12 Dec 2014 03:34:44 +0000
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