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[Big
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we some wop
Hop in Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's spaghetti
Everybody kiss the floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, shoot that fucking whore
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do

[Fat
It'll be a cold day in hell the day take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't to kill
I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, you at your mother's wake
Smack you then I wack you with my trey-eight

Punisher]
I rub your off the Earth and curse your family children
like Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity
building up pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy humanity's dealing
A villain remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and all the cheddar like child support

[Fat
I Pun in anything he does, anything he loves
My brother from another mother sent the above
A thug nigga like me, one of the best -- might be
Even better niggas kneeling on they right knee

Punisher]
Spike Lee paint a better picture
You small change, I'm blowing out your brains richer

Joe]
Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, what?
You getting stuck, my trigger itchy as a fuck!

Punisher]
Trunk jewels (jewels), in the Land, pumping 'Cash Rules'
Last crew to want it caught a trying to pass through

Joe]
That's true, so who the to get it?
TS is the that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it)

[Chorus: Pun,

And it's
[Joe] Here, and you stop!
[Pun] Twenty glock with the cop killer fill em to the top
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
[Pun] We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow whole spot
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!

[Big
Fuck the po-lice, I first, make em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, then launch 'em in the
The street's cursed, the first culturally biased
Supposed to us with rights, tonight I hold my rosary
tight as I can, I'm one man against the world, me and my girl
Black Pearl Athena my sena who it real
You know the deal, we from the rich and keep it
it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it

[Fat
Creep with me, as I in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto me Don Cartagena
ass as I blast off heat, and
you never see me to police, so
you know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit throat, and I'll leave you right there
So beware rare that niggas want beef, Big Pun speak
and let these know how we run the streets

[Big
Fuck peace, I run the streets deep no compassion, Puerto Ricans
known for slashing catching while they sleeping, no relaxing
Keep eyes open, sharp reflexes
Three techses in the Jeep Lexus in case police ask us
Street professors, Terror Squad, ghetto
Fill the clips off, inflicts the fear of God when the metal
Better acknowledge or get down until I'm locked and shot down
Heather B couldn't me put my Glock Down

[Fat
We lock like rounds in the chamber
Boogie Down like Nine, I bust mine
everytime plus I'm the crime boss of New
When we talk to walk the all my niggas carry chalk
and stalk, I prey like The Predator, want it
go and get it set it baby and I'm gonna you
So remember the Squad that I'm
I pull a clip for my and Punish niggas till it's Armageddon

2X (to fade)]