Текст песни Big Punisher - You Aint a Killer
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Verse 1:The harsh realities of life is takin tollFor even jesus christ forsake my soulPlease tell me the price to pay to make it homeTake control, Im makin doe, but not enough to blowJ os, they lust my flows, but a-yoI dont trust a soul, I know I need toThese evil streets will meet youHalfway than eat you, aliveTryin to survive illegal, I leave you lostBounce you on the cross, rip you like a horseSacrife your life to a higher forceThan I stomp your corpse, its the bronx of courseRecognize the acsent, one of the last livin still in actionGeneral assassin, catchin an erect, blastin any techSmashin any chest, passin any testCharles manson in the flesh, any last requestsBefore ya meet your maker, so would your reaper wake upShakin up a storm, like anita bakerIll take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with madenIncareate your fate in satans firey lakeThan I lock the gate, make no mistakeThe shit is as real as joe, we follow the killers codeOne becomes the you, tell me, where do you go? Nowhere to run, hide or find youIn silence you scream and even if you kill meIll still be in your fuckin dreamsHook:You aint a killer, you still learnin how to walkFrom new york to cali all the real niggas carry chalkMark you for death, wont even talk that east and west crapWatch the left rack, it aint where youre from its wheres your gatVerse 2:You made a grave mistake, shouldnt of come hereYou changed your fate, your brains will make a debut on the tableWhen I raise the stakes, the pain is greatBut only for a second, is starts strong your lessonIs when your restinThe armaggedon set in, left him with so much stress (b.s.)Left him with no regrets (yes)Welcome to hell son, the threshold of deathFace the serpent, I blaze the personYou get laced for certainEven jakes dont trace the workSo close the curtain, Im hurtin, head serverlyReally tryin to bring the painTheres nothing more satisfing then when you cryin screamin my nameIts not a game, its purple rainFloods and blood stains, big puns my thugs nameBustin my gun, thats my love thangSlit the jug vein, snatch your atams appleJohn madden tackle your corpseThen hoist it on the cross at the taben ackleThatll have to hurt, Ill work your body till it burstThe curse of viva, slangin ? first,Im worse than anything you ever been throughSick in the head and mental, essentially meant to be so ? When you awaken, your manhood will be takenFaken like you satan, when Im the rhymin abominationHook (x2)Verse 3:Its hard to analize, which guys is spiesBe advised people, we recognized who liesIts all in the eyes chicoWe read em and see em for what they areTheives in undercover cars, takin my picture like Im a fuckin starIm up to par, my game is in a smashStash a million in the stashPassport with the gas , first name and lastAsk anybody if my men are rowdyGive me the mini shottie, I body a nigga for a penny probablyIm obligated to anything, if its crime relatedIf it shine Ill take it, sill in my prime and I finally made itI hate the fact that Im the last additionProbably stash magician, could of went to college and been a mathmaticianBad decisions kept me out the gameNow Im strickly out for cream, doin things to fiendsI doubt youll ever dream, my teams the meanest thing you ever seenMeasured by the heavens king, down to the devls mesimeanI never scream so loud, Im proud to be aliveMost heads died by 25, or catch a quick 3 to 5So be advised, the streets is full of surprisesIts not what crews the livest, when the survivers whos the wisestHook (x2)