viernes, 7 de octubre de 2011

Lyric My Turn - Big Punisher

Lyric Song My Turn: Big Punisher
Uhh psssh it s my turny knahmean
Get this motherfuckin money y know
Shit
Yeah I went doubley know
Niggaz goin triple five ten platinum
Can t do what I do
This is my gamethis is me
T Squaders Y know

Chorus Big Punisher

Yo it s my turnI demand my respect
Give me my burnor get slammed in your neck
cause it s my turnI ma reach to the top
Gimme my burnI ma speak with the glock
cause it s my turndon t make me turn your wig
Gimme my burndon t make me burn yo crib
I ma rhyme it rightand keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the time is rightme and the Devil gon dance

Big Punisher
Fuck you and yours; make way I m comin through the door
And screw the law breakin the rules ain t nothin new at all
I m true to all the shit that I donecheck the clip in my gun
Respect the click that I m fromor get lifted and stunned
Dunnyou just a small fryfuckin with the fall guy
Big PunThe Honorableall rise
Sky s the limitnuttin less if my guys is in it
For the right priceeven Christ could get it
Fast life we live it all my memories are vivid
I remember only minutes
that s how I mentally get rid of all the enemies
The spirits that definitely mimic my every melody
and lyric which so heavenly rhythmic
In magic do I buildbut math do be equally compatible
And secretively battle you to reach my peak in equilateral
I m from the streets deep in the bottom yo ain t no Mario Brothers
Official Bronx niggazquick to body yo mother ouch

Chorus

Big Punisher
Jesus H Christhow many times I gotta pay the price
You scared to death I ll make you twice as afraid of life
I bring sight to the game for every night you complained
you couldn t see the light I was bright in your brain
Ignitin the flamekeepin your third lid
Speak and observe with the mind
what are blind sleep til they worth shit
I m earth wind and firethe first one to fire
Reppin T Squad since birth til I retire
I wire your jawwire the walls with plastique explosives
and riot the halls at the malls where all the crackers live
Keep flappin yo gibs and I ma come back with those kids
from the back of the bridge
I think two and touch means tackle the bitch
I rap for the chipsbut I m truly assassin
Four hundred poundssix feet tallbrutally handsome
That s the pro got beef with Punyou gots to go
Mafia style tear you a new ass a hole
Flash your doughbut you too cool for the captain
cause I don t give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50 Cent rappervery funnyget your nut off
Cause in real lifeyou don t know
I ll blow your motherfuckin head off ooh yeah

That s my motherfuckin wordyou understand
Thought we was a fuckin joke Shit
Terror Squad niggayou don t know me
You don t know my namedon t say ityou understand
Told you before I ain t no motherfuckin rapper understand
ShitI don t make no songs about rappers I don t like
If I ma make a song
it s gon be how I beat yo motherfuckin ass understand
That ll be the name of the motherfucker
yquot;That s Why I Had to Beat Your Motherfuckin Assyquot;
featuring Tony Sunshine
T SquadersT SquadersT Squaders

Chorus

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