Big Pun

Big Pun - The Dream Shatterer lyrics

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Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden
 I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead
 So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head
 Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap
 Cuz he ain't worth jack
 hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap
 Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack
 hand him his purse back
 I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull
 Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal
 Like Nat King, I be rapping and tounge's packing
 The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns
 It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony...Montana
 You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana
 C'mon-pana we need more rhymers
 feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda
 I'm in Ivana with wine-a, try to match my persona
 Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana
 Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna
 Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma
 CHORUS -- When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
 Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination (2x)
 I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine
 Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurathane
 Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms
 If you came to learn how to make fire, I'm-a make it burn!
 Higher and hotter than lava this scholar
 is 'bout just as smart as MacGyver
 To put honor inside the heart of a lion
 revolved in a life of crime (crime!)
 Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), Up in the white and lime (lime!)
 Comes with the pipe design
 Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out
 If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT!
 Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right
 Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night...
 Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet
 Settlin' beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat
 But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter
 It's a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger
 So get outta town, 'fore I hit you
 with the loudest sound you ever heard
 Desert bird player you outta bounds
 CHORUS (3x)
 You need the Pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial
 I'll come and get you and let the desert eez tounge kiss you
 With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips
 Like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic
 It makes rappers disappear, whipser in your ear
 Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears
 Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further
 The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth
 Every verse hurts, every curse word's already more offending
 Than Eddie Murph's worst
 I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin' his game's tighter
 IS A GOD DAMN LIAR!
 I set 'em on fire, retire your train of thought
 Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark
 The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down
 And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down
 I'm no joke! (Yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper
 Dying disgrace, I'll face your death through the speaker
 CHORUS (4x) to fade out
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Language: English

Appearing on: Capital Punishment (1998)

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