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"remember pun?"
yeah, check me out..
"remember pun?"
terror squad..

[triple seis]
i´ll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars
face triple seis the god of war like mars
that leave mc´s smashed but my squad, is odd
y´all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
of my extreme fellas, rockin the (?) sweaters
the ones who paid with they life
i rock for forty days and forty nights, and every verse is tight
better than before; rough, rugged, and raw
chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore
this ain´t a game, i´ll leave you maimed
allow me to explain i thrive on the pain while robbin your chain
knahmean? do him and the fiend, grab his wallet
leave a trail-blazin like (rasheed wallace)
what´s today´s knowledge? hold your heat like the peacemaker
i walk the same streets the police take us
livin on the corner so won´t speak it out my mouth
respect and got the money son that´s all that it´s about
no doubt, silence of code, violence of mode
under control, can tell my real niggaz really roll
on the low tryin to blow trees
and for no reas´, we hit a nigga up for mo´ cheese
better relate and start to think, or be the missin link
i got my +hustle+ on like larry flynt

[big pun]
we brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart
razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art
takin new york cats past the stars
first it was nasty nas now watch me turn a apple into macintosh
computer chip locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough
hold your toaster low, business never personal
just some words to know - if you run the streets
come in peace or leave in pieces
even jesus was killed by the polices
they crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry ´em
depends on the state if death is my fate then cool i´m dyin
if that´s my destiny it´s meant to be
just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me
aight crew? (no doubt pun!) aight then, let´s fight then
i´m hypened, comin with the thunder and the lightning
invitin the comp, ice on the arm
nights when i storm, snipin your moms, right from the bronx
mic in the palm it´s the ghetto god
i rip a nigga heart out his frame while i scream terror squad
be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife
she said she´d starve on a diet instead i´m a god in her eyes
the father of christ, sure to be immortal
guzzlin beer bottles by the dozen with devin that´s mi hermano

"big pun.." ".. will be here, forever" -> krs
"we brave in the heart.."
".. p-p-p-playin a part"
"amazingly smart.."
".. remember pun?", "that´s the ghetto god"
"we brave in the heart.."
".. p-p-p-playin a part"
"amazingly smart.."
".. remember pun?", "that´s the ghetto god"
"we brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart"
"big pun.." ".. for-ever!" -> krs

[prospect]
you ain´t understand how i push your wig back quick
a little quiet nigga wouldn´t think i did that shit
i´m from where the guns love to introduce theyself
reduce your health, little bulletproofs get felt
who mind ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady
i´m john blazin when you see the arms razin
shit crime heavy already, i keep it sharper than the long ´chette
far from a snitch nigga who call teddy
i click triggers how you more ready and switch bigger
than more berry i´m a cherry you a strawberry
if you lost that mean i´m on top of the whip
you plottin to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip
you stop with the quick and never make another move
even your mother lose, i hurt up your pops to pay your brother dues

"big pun.."
"forever.. do you understand? forever!" -> krs

[fat joe]
make way for krill, i don´t play i spray for real
blow your top with the glock, that´s my favorite kill
blaze your crib with like thirty shots
i´m already hot, but my last one is with some dirty cops
i play the streets with toast cause the thieves is close
wanna keep your post then don´t beef with joe
still niggaz think i won´t bring the heat out
that´s like sayin puff ain´t never beat up steve stoute
truth first, terror squad, shoot first
war with me and you guaranteed to leave the earth
i´m, dressed to kill, my niggaz rep for real
joe crack´s back like i never had a deal
hungry and shit, it don´t get more lovely than this
blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin your lips
the street´s a trip; either you deep or you sleep with the fish
i keep a fifth for them niggaz that´s seekin to flip

"we brave in the heart.."
".. p-p-p-playin a part"
"amazingly smart.."
".. remember pun?", "that´s the ghetto god"
"we brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart"
"big pun.." ".. for-ever!" -> krs
"do you understand? forever!" -> krs