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Lyric: New York Giants

  • artist: Big Punisher
  • album: Yeeeah Baby
  • seen: 1135

C'mon..
  Yeah yeah.. uhh, uh-huh..
  (Oh shit!) Hehehe.. (Ohhh shit!!)
    C'mon (yeah yeah) c'mon!!
  Uhh, yeah, this is the motherfuckin uncut
  Long time comin, ya heard?
  M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher
  [Pun] What'cha gon' do?
  Uhh.. Terror Squad (yeah)
  Bronx.. Brook-lawn collabo'
  [Pun] Yo, yo, yo..
  Ya heard me?
    [Big Punisher]
  This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
  New York, New York - ice rockin tight wifebeaters
  We the truth - don't let yo' dead body be the proof
  Leave your Wisdom rottin with holes - and I don't mean ya tooth
  I'm hundred proof, that's perfect percentage
  Since birth I inherit the gift to spit a verse that refers to ya parent
  The spirit's born, here to bring light to the dawn
  Made right where you starrin from night to the mornin
  plus the light that give light to Muhammad
  or Christ how you want it I got what you need
  From God to the streets, c'mon motherfucker you talkin to me
  Big Pun!! The papichulo out to screw you
  ??, hunchback, like Quasimoto
    [Chorus: Big Punisher, M.O.P.]
    [Pun] Set off the sirens
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga
  [MOP] New York Giants (c'mon!)
  [Fame] Leave em brainless
  [Danz] Hit em with the stainless
  [Fame] It's the..
  "World's.. world's.. world's famous!"
  [Pun] C'mon - violence!
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn pa-pa
  [MOP] New York Giants
  [Fame] Leave em brainless
  [Danz] Hit em with the stainless
  [Fame] It's the..
  "World's.. world's.. world's famous!"
    [Big Punisher]
  I bring death to your front door like an escort from Hell
  or ring the bell like you wanna just talk, and just - rock your world
  like ?? believe me, my Squad get busy if you try to diss me
  Cock the glizzy give you one back word to 'Pac and Biggie
  Cause my commitee ain't only known for the flowin
  Put they holes in your colon send you rollin like when you're bowlin
  a perfect strike - let me show y'all niggaz what I learned from Ike
  I hurt your wife - put the trife ass in the earth aight?
  I'm shootin at you - and that's off the top like Supernatural
  ?? turn his moves to statue like Medusa was lookin at you
  Clap you with your own heat - by all means
  If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
    [Chorus (first 1/2)]
    [Pun] Violence
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] B.X.
  [MOP] Violence
  [Pun] B.K.
  [MOP] Violence
    [Lil' Fame]
  I breaks the world off with a bang (BANG!)
  "How About Some.." FUCK THAT! Look nigga, you know the name
  It's the One slash, Seven One Eight, slash
  M dot O dot P dot, First Family dot
  Boogie Down, Brooklyn (DAMN YOU)
  Step the fuck back, before I get Big Pun to earth-slam you
  I rep for my cellblock niggaz
  and cats from Puerto Rico, Uptown screamin out, "Perrico!"
  Yep, this nigga strike, I've survived mad nigga fights
  Lil' Fame, insane brain, to fill your gigabytes
  Merc out on machines with loud pipes
  Niggabytes, six-double-oh's, and ?? bikes
    [Billy Danzini]
  You want Seven One Eight Terror (SQUAD), William (DANZE)
  First (FAM).. easy soldier!
  I'm not a killer, I just pop a lot
  Grew up in Brownsville, in a brownstone, by a vacant lot
  Seance got - my mind, my body, and my - SOUULLLLLLLL
  Ohh! I don't blame you - you switched your gameplan
  when you found out your main man was named Danze
  Nigga - I'm filled with anger!
  You fuckin with a hooded soldier, Code Red your life is in danger
  (FIRST FAMILY STYLE) all the way out
  BANG (BANG) BANG (BANG) til your brains hang out

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