BIG PUN

[Hook: G Fella & Big Pun]

(Big Pun) Had to do this track with your big son

Let this new generation know how big you really was

(Big Pun) Thanks for all the blood sweat and tears pun

Rest in peace, save me a sixteen when my day comes

[Verse 1: G Fella]

Anything you do from dollars to cents

You gonna be kicking back not for self defence

Matter fact you can look at me as your permenate peal

But he'd give ya bigger punishment then Chris Rios

You had to pardon the puns, no pressure

If i have to put you under the gun god bless ya

Terrorizing squads ass

Im a star in the red white and blue like the puertorican flag

De'ad in the middle of little Italy

Green, white, red, nonthin' to do with cars but my 16 hybird

Always gonna be chubby the situation solve em

No patience i guess i got a wait problem

G fella coming for the thrown

Im BX bone, right here in hip-hops home

Tom curse and cat dudes with doms due

And we run up on animals in the bronx you remember

[Verse 2: Chris Rivers (AKA Baby Pun)]

Savor the impossible, logically improbable

Yet constantly, I'm topping dudes, about to be unstoppable probably I'm god to you, lightning streak's an obstacle

But see my speech and follows you, I seem to reap the powerful

Limitless and intricate, intimate with infinite

Enter this, my inner wish, i find my bliss by killin' this

Lyricist to murderer, I spit the flame and burn the words

That's how I remain with bars and verbs

Cause I put pain in every verse

Tactical retractable, fade away, come back at you

Radical intangibles, can't touch me like I'm magical

Say in a way I'm flammable, ignite the world surrounding you

And in the midst of all the ash, you see that I've astounded you

Challenge me? Absurdity, you're only worth the words you speak

I'm on the verge of golden beats

While y'all worth less than dirt to me

Verbally, I hurt the beat, I make it want to murder me

Personally, it hurts to be exposed to all this worsening

What I spit is poetry, I'm droolin' with this potency

And no amount of torturing can satisfy this hole in me

This mission is a part of me, to make a fool of prodigies

And all who're stuck on pondering, I'll shatter you like pottery

[Verse 3: Big Pun]

Ayo, I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team

Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam and Eve from the Garden

I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead

So every night before bed, you see the BP shine off the boardhead

Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap

'Cause he ain't worth jack

Hit him with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap

Make his whole body jerk back, watch the Earth crack, hand him his purse back

I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull

Master the flow, niggas be swearin' I'm blacker than coal

Like Nat King, I be rappin' in tongues, packin' the ones

Magnums, cannons and Gatling guns

It's Big Pun! — The one and only son of Tony Montana

You ain't promised mañana in The Rotten Manzana

Come on, partner, we need more rhymers

Feel the marijuana, snake bite, anaconda

[Hook: G Fella & Big Pun]

(Big Pun) Had to do this track with your big son

Let this new generation know how big you really was

(Big Pun) Thanks for all the blood sweat and tears pun

Rest in peace, save me a sixteen when my day comes

(Big Pun) Had to do this track with your big son

Let this new generation know how big you really was

(Big Pun) Thanks for all the blood sweat and tears pun

Rest in peace, save me a sixteen when my day comes