[Verse 1]
when there's beef whoo
I come through with the crazy truce
rip up your f**king legs turn them jeans to daisy dukes
spray your trucks, spray your troops
spray your Kawasaki bikes
starting hockey fights
Tyson lefts Rocky rights
your moms a khaki dyke
your father dress in drag
stick out his chest and brag
how he molest a fag
like father like son
bet you rock Victoria Sec's sit on the toilet then leak
and take your ball up your cheeks
tonight I might just take a buddha spot
Dred better take me to the pot
ain't no killer I just shoot alot
I ain't no boxer I just punch alot
jabbing niggas in they belly's got them spitting up they lunch
alot
f**k a Merry Christmas
yo thats the terror day
my father was murdered that night so I don't celebrate
If santa hit my chimney with them bozo clothes
Ima make the .44 blow
fill his fat ass full of holes holes holes
[Chorus]
why you play
knowing that my style is Y2K
you can die today
nigga there's a price to pay
fight for game
we could bounce from night to day
cause only one of us is leaving alive, ok?
[Big Pun]
who wanna wrestle Chris
aka Pun the exorcist
your neck can twist like an owl
when I piledrive his head from this
who next to get suplexed off the roof ledge
20 feet in the ground
pass the blueprints
life's long
but cut it off short trying to fight strong
you soft think you can handle the force of the 24 inch pythons
strike one
I cut out your eyes and leave you Ray Charles
strike two
you outta here nigga
this aint baseball it's hardcore
for my street rapping outlaws
quick to clap something
but rather go out for the South Bronx
South Bronx niggas got it tone
I shoved the shotty chrome up a nigga ass stuck a mothaf**king
maricon
cause daddy's home, kids
?? cause everybody can die right now, mami too
[Chorus 2x]
[Sunkiss]
ayo I respect ho's who scam food stamps
writs and shit
also work a nine-to-five driving whips and shit
gasing niggas for their chips and shit
?? laps tops getting over on some offense em shit
you might think I be promoting this songs here for the selling
how we live
some work, some are career felons
we laugh at house-a-dity ho's and niggas geling
not proceeded
but Ill show you the feist that reduce the swelling
when my moneys involved, yo anybody's for the snaking
some niggas who may think is yo fams, the ones thats faking
find out, daddy still live my bacon
you see me pull a .9 and start popping like Im ?turtle? from
breaking
I had that cat folding, rolling aces no faking
talk this
dump him in the furance in the basement
with no traces
Im a hit em first then pay off a witness to spit a verse
to your friend ??
do ya'll niggas think it will work
well ima make ya'll believers cause
Ill be damned when he's coming up short like the keeblers
I make ya'll feel in some breathers
see Sherrif with the heaters
six in your piece
leave the shells line your shoes like Adidas
this nigga is off the meters
lyrical plots, spelling them down
too many Big and Pacs running around
its just me and the 400 pound
Sunkiss with original sounds
repping the Bronx, huh
you know we mean now
[Chorus]
