Uhh.. psssh.. it's my turny'knahmean?
Get this motherfuckin money y'know?
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
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)
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
"That's Why I Had to Beat Your Motherfuckin Ass"
featuring Tony Sunshine
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