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Pun you up
What what, it happen
From on the corner to possibly going platinum
But when we roll, are you still to ride
Yo be ready to ride and I'll be ready to die
Pun you up
What what, makin it
From on the corner to possibly going platinum
But when we roll, are you still ready to
Yo be ready to ride and I'll be ready to die

Ay yo my word is bond as I'm alive I'mma put it on
gone to gee shit, thug nigga till I'm gone
Weight of the Bronx I'm flippin, boroughs thoroughly reppin'
Lets unite the city and step to the as a weapon
everybody's checkin for Pun second to none
Cause Latins platinum was destined to come
The inevitable, heavenly better whatever you do
We eligible, TS is credible
For the revenue we gettin you with lyrical dope
And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional
And it never
Take it from TS's top
Rapper slash hijacker bombin' tracks since
I was young, I always Big Pun
It always this fun, ayo I rose from the slums
I had to pay my due, lay a few
But I ain't who, stayin' true to the game
No names, playin' it cool me and the crew
it down long as we round
We gonna keep it to you like Homey D. Clown
Going down like Pac to ride or die nigga
La da le la la la la la

Pun you up
what, makin it happen
From rappin on the corner to possibly going
But when we roll, are you still to ride
Yo I'll be to ride and I'll be ready to die
Pun you up
what, makin it happen
From rappin on the corner to going platinum
But we roll, are you still ready to ride
Yo I'll be to ride and I'll be ready to die

Ay yo nothin' changed I'm still the same
The way you remembered me the centipede
Harder, big blacker back in the
Try to remember me my aggressive will
The way I kept it real is more important than any deal
I used to chill on da block with and Seis
I do but now it's in the blue convertible eight fifty
My true always be wit me
The shifty me, tell me they miss me, then try to diss me
Cause I'm rispy crispy for sixties the price
fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice
Niggas is sheist but I 'em out
Though they like to I make em all believers once I let the Tyson out
Cause I can vouch for a few only the crew
From the old school I consider true
I morally from a fool to a scholar
Follow the rules on how to spot a that's cool for a dolla
I wanna at my peeps that's reppin' the streets
Wrestlin the of chest restin' in peace
Blessin' my seeds and watchin' us
Til I die I'll the souls with mine and shine for all of us