[Fat Joe] Yeah (y'all niggaz is crazy) Don Carta' bomb harder (we makin a BOMB mayne) Terror Squad, what, what? (aiyyo, uh, ye-yo, Terror Squad) Don Carta' bomb harder (Suave House) what the fuck? Violator, Violator! Yeah, uhh, yo...
No heart, that's why them other niggaz foul Eight hit me in the cell, said to meet him in the A.T.L. At 12 up in the Gentelman's Club Where you ain't fuckin nothin less you givin up dubs Feelin the love, from tha killers and thugs Players and pimps, ladies and gents, swift in the butt Not givin a fuck, that's the life I live Trife like this, blow you up wit yo wife and kids I dislike my bitch, but I still gotta deal wit her 16 shot meal getter, that's why I'm still wit her For real nigga, you couldn't possibly lock with me My squad be bringin more "Havoc" than "Prodigy" Ain't no stoppin me, I got killers that'll pop for me Run up in my stash and give that ass more beef than broccoli With no apology, yo blocks'll be my property Cop a seat and watch the Terror Squad prophecy
Chorus: Eightball, Big Punisher
(This is for the heavyweights) [8] Make no mistakes Thirty six O's is my favorite kind of cake (This is for the heavyweights) We runnin from jail Stackin that mail, tippin the scale (This is for the heavyweights) [Pun] Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (This is for the heavyweights) Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names
[Eightball] Yeah, yeah Take it to the next level, Joe, Crack and Big Ball Blaze up the hay, one two, mic check y'all All been warned, this heavyweight combination Connected in the disclosed location So niggaz won't be runnin up and make me have to slug at, above that Part of yo' body where your bulletproof hug at Rugrat, you better find some mo' kids to play with Three titanic niggaz, we ain't got to say shit Our way shit, do some real make em pay shit Them niggaz wit me that don't rap, them the one's that spray shit Pop pop, with the chop chop, out the drop top Drip drip, goes a nigga blood, til his heart stop Hard times made a nigga write a lot of hard rhymes Hard lines from my mind took Eightball big time With Fat Joe and Big Pun I guarantee don't none of y'all tricks want NONE
Chorus: Big Punisher
(This is for the heavyweights) [Pun] Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (This is for the heavyweights) Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (This is for the heavyweights...)
[Big Pun] Yo, aiyyo fuck you! Fuck your whole crew for breathin Fuck your mother, your father, your kids - for no reason I don't give a fuck if you da wildest nigga on earth It's one planet and I'm the fattest motherfucker in the universe You worse than a motherfuckin snake in the grass Fake for the cash, wait til you pass?, shake and you crash You pay for yo' acts, and all the mistakes you made in yo' past Hope you get raped in yo' ass while you, takin a bath UP NORTH - you wouldn't last a day and a half I'll bet my weight and my stack, a razor will slash, yo' face and yo' ass Before you can say, "Take me at last, I'm ready for death" Now you just heavnely strapped A cherry with lips, a fairy or bitch, you barely exist... ... you motherfuckers ready for this? Grab your crucifix, tell god I'm coming for your juicy lips You'se a bitch, don't let me run up in yo crib with the ruthlessness Bruising shit enough to hurt and pain I'll bring Think y'all pray for Pun, nigga say my name I don't play those games, you picked the wrong nigga to fuck with Punk bitch, that's why yo' mother suck dick! What...
Chorus: Big Punisher
(This is for the heavyweights) Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (This is for the heavyweights) Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-D ice I'm so big, niggaz see me twice (This is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (This is for the heavyweights)
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