[Intro: Fat Joe, Big Pun]
Yeah, uh
It's South Bronx up in this beast, yeah
Joey Crack, Big Shaq
Big dawg Punisher in the house
Terror Squad Crew (Terror Squad, what?)
'96 till infinity (till infinity), yeah (yeah)
What you want (What you want), uh (uh)
Ey yo Punisher (What Nigga?) let them Niggas know
[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Yo, why you rhyming like you killing niggas
You ain’t never feel a triggers
Screaming that you real, but you’re still beginners
I make examples out you ample rappers
Smack you, make you trample backwards
Catch you falling flat then strap you back in Pampers
That’s a sample just to let you know
Test me and invest in souls
Especially on some flesh meats that was left on skulls
Those opposing, holding grudges, will be holding crutches
Motherfuckers blasting me, that’s blasphemy, I’m old to roughage
Who’s the toughest? As rough as they come, I’ll snuff ‘em
Any one of you bluffing, my name ain’t Punisher for nothing
Keep huffing and puffing, I’ll blow your face in
When me and Seis and my ace in the hole lyrical assassin be Triple Seis-ing
Chasing po-po out of puerto town, loco ‘til I part the ground
In my coffin tossed into the lost and found
Down in deep beneath the weather in my leather job
Six feet forever, half-asleep— Bronx niggas never die
Yeah, uh
It's South Bronx up in this beast, yeah
Joey Crack, Big Shaq
Big dawg Punisher in the house
Terror Squad Crew (Terror Squad, what?)
'96 till infinity (till infinity), yeah (yeah)
What you want (What you want), uh (uh)
Ey yo Punisher (What Nigga?) let them Niggas know
[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Yo, why you rhyming like you killing niggas
You ain’t never feel a triggers
Screaming that you real, but you’re still beginners
I make examples out you ample rappers
Smack you, make you trample backwards
Catch you falling flat then strap you back in Pampers
That’s a sample just to let you know
Test me and invest in souls
Especially on some flesh meats that was left on skulls
Those opposing, holding grudges, will be holding crutches
Motherfuckers blasting me, that’s blasphemy, I’m old to roughage
Who’s the toughest? As rough as they come, I’ll snuff ‘em
Any one of you bluffing, my name ain’t Punisher for nothing
Keep huffing and puffing, I’ll blow your face in
When me and Seis and my ace in the hole lyrical assassin be Triple Seis-ing
Chasing po-po out of puerto town, loco ‘til I part the ground
In my coffin tossed into the lost and found
Down in deep beneath the weather in my leather job
Six feet forever, half-asleep— Bronx niggas never die
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