*featuring SunKiss
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[SunKiss]
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Yeah.. no more runnin
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Hahah..
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Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit there
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Rockin the mic now
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Runnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby
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Lot of niggaz fronted
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Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there
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But you kept it golden with me my nigga
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That's right, you fuckers
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Dead, and still killin shit!
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[Chorus: SunKiss + Big Pun]
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I'm the wrong one to fuck with
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Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah
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You ain't got no wins in mi casa
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Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
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I'm the wrong one to fuck with
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Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah
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You ain't got no wins in mi casa
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Que te pasa, hah ha..
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[SunKiss]
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I'm as wicked as Hitler first born
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Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone
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"Kill Niggaz Softly" but not with her song
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Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally
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Strip them clowns down to nudity
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Shove the chrome where they doodoo be
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It's a stick up, don't try to get brave
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Don't even chance it Duke
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I want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke
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Don't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it
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Get your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it
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Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live
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Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five
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Y'all got some trife wives
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Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at
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Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at
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Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,
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"UPS ma'am sign here," send a bomb
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Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut
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And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut
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Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!
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Steal your bitch and dick the culo
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Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo
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Fly to P.R. - stick Menudo
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Come back, cop a 6 with two-do'
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Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew
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from Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's
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Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type
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Harsh with a knife
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I'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight
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[Chorus]
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[Big Punisher]
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Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism
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Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms
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That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood
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Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs
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Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin
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The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven
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Goin back to spiritual ritual times
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What you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind
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Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often
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Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion
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Battled the Devil and deaded his demons
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Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,
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still screamin
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Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded
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Know the Chinese exploded
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Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)
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I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man
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I roll with Cuban makin junk to jams
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That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed
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All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed
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Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed
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Better think twice, before you ride on me
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Cause I'ma lift your weight,
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then I'm droppin you in the incinerator
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Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator
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That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga
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Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?
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[Chorus 2X]
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Wrong Ones
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| Big Punisher |
