| 作词 : Foster, Rios, Scott | |
| Earth to Pun.. come in Pun.. | |
| {*some whining noise*} | |
| Yeah yeah yeah.. | |
| The levels the levels the levels be good? | |
| Levels is good, levels is good? | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Chorus: Big Punisher (repeat 2X) | |
| You got to watch those, jokers who pop those | |
| You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed | |
| Indeed I spot those, actin rah rah, talkin bla-bla | |
| that's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh (ah-ahh) | |
| [Big Punisher] | |
| I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out | |
| Spray your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth | |
| Who can stop me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you papi | |
| Caught him in the crapper with the clapper; | |
| while he was doin caci | |
| I'll probably die in jail - make it through life and fry in hell | |
| Either way I'ma lead the way, cause only time'll tell | |
| I rhyme for real, not that imaginary vocabulary | |
| I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries | |
| There's no remorse - **** these thug niggaz, show me the boss | |
| Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin up North | |
| I love my freedom, and you know I love my bein | |
| So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem | |
| I'll see him in hell, we'll settle it there, better it there | |
| No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare | |
| Like I really care who catches strays from the Mac | |
| Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track | |
| Nigga you wack - you ain't bringing nuttin for us | |
| I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin on the chorus | |
| You can't ignore us, nigga you know how we roll | |
| Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole | |
| Chorus | |
| [Big Punisher] | |
| Can't no comp come at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me | |
| Got the nicest niggaz alive talkin bout, "Papi's nasty" | |
| Cocky crafty like Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache | |
| Posse not even the cops could catch me | |
| I'm too fast - four-hundred pounds, but I move ass | |
| Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two jabs | |
| My game is tight - you wanna play, just name your price | |
| Fame to ice, your brains your life, the game is sheist | |
| and I'm the trifest on the field | |
| Even in school I was nominated the most likeliest to kill | |
| This bastard steal, a full clip and a extra | |
| and I'ma blast ya til your whole click respeta | |
| Leave you muerta, it ain't me it's the metra | |
| 'tate quieta, the bitch got a bad temper | |
| Don't surrender - you ain't got a chance | |
| You be lucky to leave here half-dead, in an am-bu-lance | |
| So take a chance, but expect the worst | |
| Put my foot so far up your ass | |
| the sweat on my knee'll quench your thirst | |
| {OOOOOH! *long slurrrrrrrp* .. "Thanks Pun!"} | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Foster, Rios, Scott | |
| Earth to Pun.. come in Pun.. | |
| some whining noise | |
| Yeah yeah yeah.. | |
| The levels the levels the levels be good? | |
| Levels is good, levels is good? | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Chorus: Big Punisher repeat 2X | |
| You got to watch those, jokers who pop those | |
| You know those, crustylipped snotnosed | |
| Indeed I spot those, actin rah rah, talkin blabla | |
| that' s caca, chill papa, no ahahh ahahh | |
| Big Punisher | |
| I' m quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out | |
| Spray your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth | |
| Who can stop me? I told shorty I' ma shoot you papi | |
| Caught him in the crapper with the clapper | |
| while he was doin caci | |
| I' ll probably die in jail make it through life and fry in hell | |
| Either way I' ma lead the way, cause only time' ll tell | |
| I rhyme for real, not that imaginary vocabulary | |
| I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries | |
| There' s no remorse these thug niggaz, show me the boss | |
| Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin up North | |
| I love my freedom, and you know I love my bein | |
| So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem | |
| I' ll see him in hell, we' ll settle it there, better it there | |
| No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare | |
| Like I really care who catches strays from the Mac | |
| Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track | |
| Nigga you wack you ain' t bringing nuttin for us | |
| I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin on the chorus | |
| You can' t ignore us, nigga you know how we roll | |
| Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Punisher | |
| Can' t no comp come at me, this battle the Bronx' ll back me | |
| Got the nicest niggaz alive talkin bout, " Papi' s nasty" | |
| Cocky crafty like Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache | |
| Posse not even the cops could catch me | |
| I' m too fast fourhundred pounds, but I move ass | |
| Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two jabs | |
| My game is tight you wanna play, just name your price | |
| Fame to ice, your brains your life, the game is sheist | |
| and I' m the trifest on the field | |
| Even in school I was nominated the most likeliest to kill | |
| This bastard steal, a full clip and a extra | |
| and I' ma blast ya til your whole click respeta | |
| Leave you muerta, it ain' t me it' s the metra | |
| ' tate quieta, the bitch got a bad temper | |
| Don' t surrender you ain' t got a chance | |
| You be lucky to leave here halfdead, in an ambulance | |
| So take a chance, but expect the worst | |
| Put my foot so far up your ass | |
| the sweat on my knee' ll quench your thirst | |
| OOOOOH! long slurrrrrrrp .. " Thanks Pun!" | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Foster, Rios, Scott | |
| Earth to Pun.. come in Pun.. | |
| some whining noise | |
| Yeah yeah yeah.. | |
| The levels the levels the levels be good? | |
| Levels is good, levels is good? | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Chorus: Big Punisher repeat 2X | |
| You got to watch those, jokers who pop those | |
| You know those, crustylipped snotnosed | |
| Indeed I spot those, actin rah rah, talkin blabla | |
| that' s caca, chill papa, no ahahh ahahh | |
| Big Punisher | |
| I' m quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out | |
| Spray your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth | |
| Who can stop me? I told shorty I' ma shoot you papi | |
| Caught him in the crapper with the clapper | |
| while he was doin caci | |
| I' ll probably die in jail make it through life and fry in hell | |
| Either way I' ma lead the way, cause only time' ll tell | |
| I rhyme for real, not that imaginary vocabulary | |
| I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries | |
| There' s no remorse these thug niggaz, show me the boss | |
| Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin up North | |
| I love my freedom, and you know I love my bein | |
| So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem | |
| I' ll see him in hell, we' ll settle it there, better it there | |
| No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare | |
| Like I really care who catches strays from the Mac | |
| Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track | |
| Nigga you wack you ain' t bringing nuttin for us | |
| I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin on the chorus | |
| You can' t ignore us, nigga you know how we roll | |
| Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Punisher | |
| Can' t no comp come at me, this battle the Bronx' ll back me | |
| Got the nicest niggaz alive talkin bout, " Papi' s nasty" | |
| Cocky crafty like Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache | |
| Posse not even the cops could catch me | |
| I' m too fast fourhundred pounds, but I move ass | |
| Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two jabs | |
| My game is tight you wanna play, just name your price | |
| Fame to ice, your brains your life, the game is sheist | |
| and I' m the trifest on the field | |
| Even in school I was nominated the most likeliest to kill | |
| This bastard steal, a full clip and a extra | |
| and I' ma blast ya til your whole click respeta | |
| Leave you muerta, it ain' t me it' s the metra | |
| ' tate quieta, the bitch got a bad temper | |
| Don' t surrender you ain' t got a chance | |
| You be lucky to leave here halfdead, in an ambulance | |
| So take a chance, but expect the worst | |
| Put my foot so far up your ass | |
| the sweat on my knee' ll quench your thirst | |
| OOOOOH! long slurrrrrrrp .. " Thanks Pun!" | |
| Chorus |
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