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Big Punisher f Wyclef Jean

Capital Punishment

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[Wyclef] Warning![Big Pun]Yo, wanna rumble with Pun hah?*loud farting noise* Shit on the whole industryYo who puff more Owls than Pun? Pile on more styles than Pun?Who the only one with over a thousand guns?Runnin up in niggaz cribs like I paid the billMake you squeal the combination to the safe for wealthI lace your grill with the firestarterHit your wife with the ? from the ?shower powers I devour?I`m all about the fundamentals, like Pun and pencilA piece of paper, a decent caper and someone to strafe youMy mental`s compatible with the radicalsMy oddessey type, qualities allow me to poli` with animalsNiggaz is canibals and the ghetto`s a junglewhere you either bet all your bundles or struggle on the simple and humbleMy niggaz`ll rumble with any man for a Benny FranTry to imagine what they can sacrifice for twenty grandNiggaz`ll slice you and dice you into a thousand piecesand pound out we jettin to the ground Uptownup in the Boogie Down, ? swallow the team, pile on the greenSurrounded in green like flowers in SpringFor now I`m a King, so it`s more than money, all the honiesused to call me Punny cause my fam was always hungryBut now we rollin lovely, and you feel worse, want my moneyLet your steel burst, cause I`d rather see you in hell firstChorus: Wyclef and Pun*Wyclef sings: mucho trabajo poquito dinero*[Pun] I`m selling perrico[Clef] Yo what`s the deally yo?[Pun] I`m Uptown making moves just like Castro(repeat all 2X)[Wyclef Jean]Yo, yo, yo keep the lights keep the camera all I want is the actionThe battle`s on, where I roam in compositionA hardcore crowd, waitin to see, if I breaklike your first time in jail when you got fucked by an inmateIt`ll never happen, I`m on balance like a LibraAnd if I get murdered, Don`t Cry For Me ArgentinaPour me a cup of vodka, bury me next to my fatherIn three days, I rise like Christ and still soberNow my eyes open, in my hands I got the GatlingI`m looking for the guy that sent me to say hi to SatanFists of fury, you wouldn`t like me when I`m angryI turn Mr. Rogers Neighborhood topsy turvyFoes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionaryThis ain`t Pictionary, all you see is the cemetaryBodies, from World War I and II is thereYou don`t want a third war, that`s nuclear warfareSo Big Pun, count the stacks, make it fastIllegal money turns legal now we runnin a laundromatYour hunchbacked and wack rap is packed in your backpackYour better off in D.C. with the mayor smoking crackYo, this ain`t a diss, Wyclef bomb threatRun out of the building or get blast in your GuessTec for Tec, or we can go text for text, ohI forgot, you don`t read, so take this hole in your chest - blaowHide the blood, give you the gun, run and hideSo when the DT shows up, he thought it was a suicideSuicide it`s a suicide...Chorus (fades out)

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