[Big Punisher]
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Yo, yo, yo, yo...
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Yo, yo, yo, yo...
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Yo, yo...
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It's hard to explain how my squad can harbor the strain
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of being the largest name in rap, since the almighty Kane
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Acknowledge the fame, my call was to reign the streets
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from Harlem to Queens, back to the Bronx who fathered the dream
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Started this thing called rap, where I reign supreme, my team
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Regardless of that, I've seen things as far as the crack
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that'll make the hardest largest artist heart just collapse
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I'm part of all that that's why it's so hard to go back
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and start from scratch
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I'm locked and I'm trapped, in a giant cage
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Tryin to savor these few dyin days
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I have left, to the form of flesh; should I lie in my grave?
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I'm tryin to persuade, my motto is try to be brave
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and not give death the satisfaction of seein me dyin afraid
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That why I rise from the grave singin church songs like
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I was Je-sus Christ pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
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[Chorus 2X: Big Punisher]
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Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes?
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Knockin' at ya front door
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And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar, holy shit!
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He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
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[Big Punisher]
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'Til my last breath I'll have death before dishonor (c'mon)
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And welcome drama (yeah) with open arms and a code of honor
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My whole persona equals that of Gods
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Definin' matters hard all before you even had a job
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I'll stab and rob if I have to, fuck it I'll blast you
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Tell the devil it was Pun, if he ask you
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And let him know how we be deadin 'em, show him my emblem
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The tombstone, the throne, every millennium
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A child is born that can preform at a level beyond
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the expected four minute thirty second song
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We reign supreme, my team be all up in your dream
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with the "kill anything" grill, chillin' beside the guilotine
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Executioner style, black suit and a smile
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Who's next to get their neck hacked loose in the crowd
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Move from the aisle, don't make me have to prove that I'm wild
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Word to Cuban, my crew killers, y'all niggaz shoot in the clouds
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(Who's in the house?) Punisher straight from hell
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Who's in the house (Terror Squad motherfucker we the real)
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What the deal, now you know that's how we roll
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Hard core like B.O., bring in the corns baby bro
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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Whatcha Gon Do
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| Big Punisher |
