Текст песни Big Punisher - My Turn
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[Big Punisher]Uhh.. psssh.. it`s my turn, y`knahmean?Get this motherfuckin money y`know?Shit..Yeah I went double, y`know?Niggaz goin triple.. five.. ten platinumCan`t do what I doThis is my game, this is me..(T. Squaders) Y`know?Chorus: Big PunisherYo it`s my turn, I demand my respectGive me my burn, or get slammed in your neckcause it`s my turn, I`ma reach to the topGimme my burn, I`ma speak with the glockcause it`s my turn, don`t make me turn your wigGimme my burn, don`t make me burn yo` cribI`ma rhyme it right, and keep the ghetto in a tranceBut when the time is right, me and the Devil gon` dance[Big Punisher]Fuck you and yours; make way - I`m comin through the doorAnd screw the law - breakin the rules ain`t nothin new at allI`m true to all the shit that I done, check the clip in my gunRespect the click that I`m from, or get lifted and stunnedDunn, you just a small fry, fuckin with the fall guyBig Pun, The Honorable, all riseSky`s the limit, nuttin less if my guys is in itFor the right price, even Christ could get itFast life we live it - all my memories are vividI remember only minutes that`s how I mentally get rid of all the enemiesThe spirits that definitely mimic my every melodyand lyric which so heavenly rhythmicIn magic do I build, but math do be equally compatibleAnd secretively battle you to reach my peak in equilateralI`m from the streets deep in the bottom yo ain`t no Mario BrothersOfficial Bronx niggaz, quick to body yo` mother (ouch)Chorus[Big Punisher]Jesus H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the price?You scared to death I`ll make you twice as afraid of lifeI bring sight to the game for every night you complainedyou couldn`t see the light - I was bright in your brainIgnitin the flame, keepin your third lidSpeak and observe with the mind what are blind sleep til they worth shitI`m earth wind and fire, the first one to fireReppin T. Squad since birth til I retireI wire your jaw, wire the walls with plastique explosivesand riot the halls at the malls where all the crackers ? liveKeep flappin yo` gibs and I`ma come back with those kidsfrom the back of the bridgeI think two and touch means tackle the bitchI rap for the chips, but I`m truly assassinFour hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally handsomeThat`s the pro - got beef with Pun, you gots to goMafia style - tear you a new ass-a-holeFlash your dough, but you too cool for the captaincause I don`t give a fuck if I was quadruply platinumAnd to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get your nut offCause in real life, you don`t know I`ll blow your motherfuckin head off (ooh yeah)That`s my motherfuckin word, you understand?Thought we was a fuckin joke? ShitTerror Squad nigga, you don`t know meYou don`t know my name, don`t say it, you understand?Told you before I ain`t no motherfuckin rapper understand?Shit, I don`t make no songs about rappers I don`t likeIf I`ma make a song, it`s gon` be how I beat yo` motherfuckin ass understand?That`ll be the name of the motherfucker"That`s Why I Had to Beat Your Motherfuckin Ass"featuring Tony SunshineT. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. SquadersChorus