Earth to Pun, in Pun Boy, yeah yeah yeah The levels, the levels, the levels be Levels is good, is good? Yeah
You got to those, jokers who pop those You know those, snot-nosed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no
You got to those, jokers who pop those You know those, snot-nosed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib the guns out Spray peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth Who can stop me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you Caught him in the crapper the clapper, while he was doin' caci
I'll probably die in jail, make it through life and fry in Either way lead the way, cause only time'll tell I rhyme for real, not that vocabulary I will stab you and every one of my adversaries
There's no remorse, fuck these thug niggaz, show me the Gimme a hustle worth the of goin' up North I love my freedom, and you I love my bein' So sometimes I get ugh and mug for my per diem
I'll see him in hell, we'll settle it there, it there No innocent bystanders to get hit a spare Like I really care who catches strays the Mac Like I really care who you paid to rap on your
Nigga you wack, you ain't nuttin' for us I got songs the Devil and Jesus singin' on the chorus You can't ignore us, nigga you know how we in the clip and one in the hole
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh
You got to watch those, who pop those You know those, snot-nosed Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh
Can't no come at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me Got the nicest niggaz talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty" Cocky crafty like Rocky Puerto Rock Apache Posse not even the could catch me
I'm too fast, four-hundred pounds, but I ass Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two My game is tight, you wanna play, name your price Fame to ice, your brains life, the game is sheist
And I'm the trifest on the Even in school I was the most likeliest to kill This bastard steal, a full and a extra And I'ma blast ya til your whole respeta Leave you muerta, it ain't me it's the quieta, the bitch got a bad temper
Don't surrender, you ain't got a You be lucky to leave here half-dead, in an So take a chance, but the worst Put my foot so far up ass the sweat on my knee'll quench thirst Ooh, "Thanks Pun"
You got to watch those, who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no
You got to watch those, jokers who pop You know those, snot-nosed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no