Aiyyo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team
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Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden
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I'm carvin my initials on your forehead
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So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head
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Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap
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cause he ain't worth jack
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Hit him with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap
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Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack
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hand him his purse back
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I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull
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Master the flow, niggaz be swearin I'm blacker than coal
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Like Nat King, I be rappin and tounge's packin
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The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns
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It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony... Montana
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You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana
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C'mon pana we be mob rhymers
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Feel the marijuana, snake bite, anaconda
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A man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona
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Sometimes rhymin I blow my own mind like Nirvana
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Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna
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Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda grammar
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[Chorus]
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When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
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Fakin like you Satan when I'm the rhymin abomination
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[repeat Chorus]
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[Big Pun]
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I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to the gut, medicine
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Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurethane
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Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms
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If you came to learn how to make fire, I'ma make it burn!
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Higher and hotter than lava this scholar advisor is smart as MacGyver
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To put honor inside the heart of a liar
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involved in a life of crime (crime!) fuck it I like the shine (shine!)
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Up in the white and lime (lime!) Comes with the pipe design
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Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out
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If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT!
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Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right
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Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night
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Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet
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Settlin beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat
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But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter
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It's a long ladder to climb, and mine is known to stagger
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So get outta town, 'fore I hit you with the loudest sound
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you ever heard; desert bird player you outta bounds
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[Chorus - 3X]
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[Big Pun]
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You know the Pun'll diss you if your whole steez is unofficial
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I'll come and get you and let the desert eez tounge kiss you
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With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips
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like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic
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It makes rappers disappear, whipser in your ear
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Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears
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Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further
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The first murder's the worst, now I thirst further
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for reverse birth, every verse hurts, every curse word's
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already more offending than Eddie Murph's worst
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I thirst for blood like a vampire
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Any man claimin his game's tighter - IS A GOD DAMN LIAR!
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I set him on fire, retire your train of thought
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Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark
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The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down
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And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down
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I'm no joke! I soak your face with a sweeper
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Die in disgrace, or face your death through the speaker
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[Chorus - 4X, fades out]
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The Dream Shatterer (Original)
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| Big Punisher |
