Beware Big Pun
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[Chorus: Prodigy]
I gave you fair warnin', beware
I gave you fair warnin', beware
[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Yo, what you thought, Pun's shit was weak? Now you can't sleep
Gotta keep your eyes open wide and hide your face from the streets
I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from a law man
Gave you fair warnin', now you on the stairs fallin'
I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack him in the mouth
Throw him in the yoke, boom, then I knock him out
No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files
Twenty-shot auto Glock, "blaow!", Benny Blanc' Puerto Rock style
With a twist of black and I'm proud, twist your cap and I'm out
Sleep with the fish-dips for yappin' too loud
What's happenin' now? Niggas is hard as hell but they Gargamels
Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill
My squad is real and holds it down, the hardest regardless
We're size of the largest
We polish the floor with the rawest hardcore artists
Flawless victory, ya niggas can't do shit to me
Physically, lyrically, hypothetically, realistically
I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck
Catch you when you cash your check
Smash you when you pass, then jack you for your fuckin' 'Lex
Nothin' less than the best if the Squad did it
Hard-headed niggas better beware and fear like God said it
I gave you fair warnin', beware
I gave you fair warnin', beware
[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Yo, what you thought, Pun's shit was weak? Now you can't sleep
Gotta keep your eyes open wide and hide your face from the streets
I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from a law man
Gave you fair warnin', now you on the stairs fallin'
I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack him in the mouth
Throw him in the yoke, boom, then I knock him out
No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files
Twenty-shot auto Glock, "blaow!", Benny Blanc' Puerto Rock style
With a twist of black and I'm proud, twist your cap and I'm out
Sleep with the fish-dips for yappin' too loud
What's happenin' now? Niggas is hard as hell but they Gargamels
Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill
My squad is real and holds it down, the hardest regardless
We're size of the largest
We polish the floor with the rawest hardcore artists
Flawless victory, ya niggas can't do shit to me
Physically, lyrically, hypothetically, realistically
I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck
Catch you when you cash your check
Smash you when you pass, then jack you for your fuckin' 'Lex
Nothin' less than the best if the Squad did it
Hard-headed niggas better beware and fear like God said it
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