Big Pun

Big Pun - Beware songtekst

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I gave you fair warning, beware...beware...beware... (2x)
 --Mobb Deep sample--
 Yo...what you thought punk, shit was sweet, now you can't sleep
 Gotta keep ya eyes open wide and hide ya face from the streets
 I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from alarmin'
 Gave you fair warnin' now you on the stairs swallin'
 I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack 'em in the mouth
 Throw 'em in the yoke, BOOM!, then I knock 'em out
 No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files 20-shot auto glock, BLAAOW!
 Benny blind Puerto Rock style
 Wit' a twist of black in the brow, twist ya cap and I'm out
 Sleep wit' the fish-dips for yappin' too loud
 What's happenin' now? Niggaz is hard as hell but they Gargamels
 Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill
 My squad is real and holds it down the hardest regardless
 Besides of the largest, we polish the floor
 with the rawest hardcore artists
 Flawless victory you niggaz can't do shit to me
 Physically lyrically hypothetically realistically
 I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck, catch you when you cash your check
 Smash you when you pass then jack you for your fuckin' Lex
 Nothin' less than the best if the squad did it
 Hard-headed niggaz better beware and fear like God said it
 CHORUS (4x)
 Ay-yo I warned you, now all niggaz could do is mourn you
 I'm born to kill and still thrilled, I put it on you
 There's no regrets, remorse, only results and loneliness
 Only the strong survivors strive through life as warriors
 All of us die, some of us kill, even massacred
 Who wanna try? Punisher will if you ask for it
 I'm hazardous for your health and hell's your next stop
 For real my shit's cocked the world has just stopped...
 (pause)
 I'm not the one you should be underestimatin'
 Come test your fate an' I guarantee I'll be under investigation
 You can't handle the whole, I'll slam you on your skull
 Or we can go blow for blow like Evander and Bowe, ya never know
 However tho' I still hold the title
 When all my rivals the chance to dance who missed the homicidal
 Hand on the bible I swear to defend my crown
 I've been around since forever and never let it touch the ground
 Don't fuck around and catch a rude awakenin'
 My crew's basically waitin' patiently for you to move your patrons in
 Then we'll surround you, form Desert Storm and pound you
 Look around you, Terror Squad's everywhere like Soundview
 The Boogie Down do it like nobody, who are we?
 The foundation, you're facin' a whole army...
 CHORUS (2x)
 [Fat Joe]
 yeah yeah yeah, whassup now potna??! Know I'm sayin'? Think this
 just some rap shit? We do this shit for real...Terror Squad nigga!
 Fuckin' shoot the place up! Muthafuckas know the time. This
 muthafuckin' rap game. Joe Crack, Big Dog Punisher, Full Eclipse crew
 What da fuck...WHAT???!
 BEWARE...BEWARE...BEWARE...
 (fade out
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Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Capital Punishment (1998)

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