Bob Murphy[ r.i.p]. kid Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Go ahead post um up- Pun lyrics!! One of most underated cats EVER!!!!!!!! The radio plays 3 fuckin pun songs for these kids today as his legacy..... The 100 % P.R> joint/ the Still not a player/ and fukin the Be like Pun wack shit! Meanwhile i hear every fukin Biggie and Pac song......... Pun was nicer than both them cats.....Yeah i said it, and what? Its cuz the industry wants to label him a " spannish rapper". Pun said it best, " My uncle is a spanish doctor......when i go to him its not spanish medicine." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gat Bush Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 wasnt there already a thread on this? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bob Murphy[ r.i.p]. kid Posted February 26, 2007 Author Share Posted February 26, 2007 Relax your anger dont be so hard on yourself/ thats how youll end up 12 years old bein charged as an adult/ terror squad is here to help, so you could learn from our mistakes/ cuz powder just makes you reject destiny and devours your fate/ how many hours i waste/ tryna figga this shit / till i finally realized/ we just niggas and spics...... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bob Murphy[ r.i.p]. kid Posted February 26, 2007 Author Share Posted February 26, 2007 wasnt there already a thread on this? who cares, care to contribute to this one??? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gat Bush Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 im not angry, it was a goood thread. and im not trying to be condescending. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seffiks Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Beware - Lyrics - Big Pun CHORUS: I gave you fair warning, beware...beware...beware... (2x) --Mobb Deep sample-- Yo...what you thought punk, shit was sweet, now you can't sleep Gotta keep ya eyes open wide and hide ya face from the streets I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from alarmin' Gave you fair warnin' now you on the stairs swallin' I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack 'em in the mouth Throw 'em in the yoke, BOOM!, then I knock 'em out No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files 20-shot auto glock, BLAAOW! Benny blind Puerto Rock style Wit' a twist of black in the brow, twist ya cap and I'm out Sleep wit' the fish-dips for yappin' too loud What's happenin' now? Niggaz is hard as hell but they Gargamels Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill My squad is real and holds it down the hardest regardless Besides of the largest, we polish the floor with the rawest hardcore artists Flawless victory you niggaz can't do shit to me Physically lyrically hypothetically realistically I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck, catch you when you cash your check Smash you when you pass then jack you for your fuckin' Lex Nothin' less than the best if the squad did it Hard-headed niggaz better beware and fear like God said it CHORUS (4x) Ay-yo I warned you, now all niggaz could do is mourn you I'm born to kill and still thrilled, I put it on you There's no regrets, remorse, only results and loneliness Only the strong survivors strive through life as warriors All of us die, some of us kill, even massacred Who wanna try? Punisher will if you ask for it I'm hazardous for your health and hell's your next stop For real my shit's cocked the world has just stopped... (pause) I'm not the one you should be underestimatin' Come test your fate an' I guarantee I'll be under investigation You can't handle the whole, I'll slam you on your skull Or we can go blow for blow like Evander and Bowe, ya never know However though I still hold the title When all my rivals the chance to dance who missed the homicidal Hand on the bible I swear to defend my crown I've been around since forever and never let it touch the ground Don't fuck around and catch a rude awakenin' My crew's basically waitin' patiently for you to move your patrons in Then we'll surround you, form Desert Storm and pound you Look around you, Terror Squad's everywhere like Soundview The Boogie Down do it like nobody, who are we? The foundation, you're facin' a whole army... CHORUS (2x) [Fat Joe] yeah yeah yeah, whassup now potna??! Know what I'm sayin'? Think this just some rap shit? We do this shit for real...Terror Squad nigga! Fuckin' shoot the place up! Muthafuckas know the time. This muthafuckin' rap game. Joe Crack, Big Dog Punisher, Full-A-Clips crew What da fuck...WHAT???! BEWARE...BEWARE...BEWARE... (fade out) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seffiks Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Super Lyrical PUNISHER -- Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats Half of you lack the magical dap of tragical rap That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong The marriage, a bond of havoc and song This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked in the closet of my castle of Grayskull I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you My raps are like cables, slashin' your face, you That's how a master degrades you I'm battlin' Jesus if he passes through my label I'm snatchin' his halo God I pray that you send my father back as an angel Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin' I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin' I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent (Biggie) Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah (Canibus) Lyrically I'm...< >...I'm supposed to represent BLACK THOUGHT -- Black Thought the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis Still with the Punisher, that's my accomplice Stressin' to emcees how they don't really want this Electrifying shit his excellency Thought spit These cats they sentimental such with a gentle touch Dancin' double dutch and all sayin' nothin' much My sound wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts New found ways of rippin' shit up, I de-ve-lop Your squad chest swell up, still you're mini-ay-ture to me Nature-ally I bring the extremity Musically intense with the globe in suspense Contemplatin' where the world traveler been since The Roots bless you with a strong record, long like a epic Immerse you in some 'ol next shit, ill poetic Thought from Illadelph somethin' like nothin' else My talk stomp like elephants upon every elf, cause...what... CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm supposed to represent You will lose...I must break you (Ivan Drago from "Rocky") Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...< >... I'm supposed to represent PUNISHER -- Ay-yo peace Roots east coast niggaz reppin' the streets most With heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies than Pete Rose These dos, niggaz that'll lift ya mentals Lyrics'll twist your temples into pretzels like the "Triumph" instrumental BLACK THOUGHT -- My instrumental's the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance To nothin' you come across, lyrical holocaust The crowd pleaser emcees freeze then catch seizure They praise the Lord of rap thesis, true believers PUNISHER -- Just call me Baby Jesus cuz lately niggaz be praisin' me Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery It pays to be amazingly flavery Daaaaze 'em to my rhymes that basically hypnotize you occasionally BLACK THOUGHT -- Occasionally as I focus on my next opus The way it's all fucked up and emcees is hopeless I leave your head wrecked as I erect sculptures My thought's just a fortress, approach this ferocious up-closeness Chorus -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...< >... I'm supposed to represent Lyrically..."It's suicide!" Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."It's suicide!" Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."You can't win!" Lyrically..."You will lose..." Lyrically..."I must break you..." Ly-ly-ly-lyrically < >... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seffiks Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Still Not a Player Lyrics - Big Pun [Joe] whoahhaoohhH! Yeahheahhaa Don't wanna beeeee a playahh Intro/Chorus: Joe, Big Punisher [Joe] I don't wanna be a playa no more [Pun] I'm not a playa I just crush a lot [Joe] But Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin for 1 - [Pun] For my thugs, for my thugs 2 - [Pun] Uptown baby, uptown [Joe] Don't wanna be, don't wanna be - I don't wanna be a playa no more [Pun] I'm not a playa I just crush a lot [Joe] But you know Big Punisher still down by law [Joe] Who's down to crush a lot [big Punisher] Hey yo I'm still not a playa but you still a hater Elevator to the top hah, see you later, I'm gone Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks In house beach, french count seats, ten thou piece Rent-out lease, with a option to buy Coppin a five-oh Benz for when I'm not, far up in the sky Puffin the lye, from my Twinzito Up in the Benzito with my kiko from Queens, nicknamed Perico We go back like PA's and wearin PJ's Now we reach the peakage, runnin trains for three days Who wanna ride it won't cost you a dollar whether soft or harder of course you still gonna holla My my, I'm big huh, I rip my *prick* through your hooters I'm sick, you couldn't measure my *dick* with six rulers Hold up, chula, I'm all about gettin loot But I knock that boot, if you out to get HOOF Chorus [big Punisher] I love from puerto rican to blackberry molass' I don't discriminate, I regulate every shade of that *ass* Long as you show class, and pass my test Fat *fuckin* breasts, highly intelligent bachelorettes That's the best, I won't settle for less I wanna get a brunette, with unforgettable sex I lay your head on my chest, come feel my heartbeat We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep, and just spark the leaf It's hard to creep since I found Joe Every pretty round brown *hoe* wanna go down low But this Boogie Down pro-fessional, I'ma let you know Once I quit the blows, get your clothes, cause you got to go I could go downstairs, little brown hairs everywhere (You nasty Twin) I don't care Round here they call me Big Pun, if you with the big guns Thick tongue,, known to make a chick *come* [Joe and Big Punisher] (In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly Rubbin your spot love, got you screamin Punish me But it don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked When I *edited* even Luke be like "Don't stop, get it get it" (repeat 2X) Chorus w/o Big Punisher [Joe] Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (3X) No more rollin with an entourage Unless it's Pun and the Terror Squad Punisher, Punisher, Big Punisher Punisher... Joe and Big Punisher Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (6X) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jbrshmonster Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 "with my balls bangin off your hymen" also. THAT NIGGA SHIT - smokin weed with my moms THAT NIGGA SHIT - slingin D and her-on THAT NIGGA SHIT - no love for the cops THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin my dick sucked for my pops THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin drunk with my Twinz THAT NIGGA SHIT - swearin to God I'll never drink again THAT NIGGA SHIT - gettin drunk again THAT NIGGA SHIT - three days in the pen THAT NIGGA SHIT - talkin loud at the flicks THAT NIGGA SHIT - fried rice and rib tips THAT NIGGA SHIT - lookin fresh with no ends THAT NIGGA SHIT - beatin on my sister's boyfriends THAT NIGGA SHIT - yellow tape and white sheets THAT NIGGA SHIT - whoopin my kid's ass in the streets THAT NIGGA SHIT - Iverson crossover THAT NIGGA SHIT - cheese doodles, grape soda THAT NIGGA SHIT - playin the last card on the train THAT NIGGA SHIT - hot sauce on everythang THAT NIGGA SHIT - nugget gold in the 80's THAT NIGGA SHIT - iced out in the 90's THAT NIGGA SHIT - shoot the place if you play me THAT NIGGA SHIT - Pun to run til they find me and I'm out what, what what wha-what and I'm out what, what what wha-what and I'm out, and I'm out Puerto Rock nigga shit yo I'm out Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seffiks Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Dream Shatterer Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap Cuz he ain't worth jack hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack hand him his purse back I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal Like Nat King, I be rapping and tongue's packing The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony...Montana You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana C'mon-pana we need more rhymers feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda I'm in Ivana with wine-a, try to match my persona Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma CHORUS -- When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination (2x) I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyeurathane Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms If you came to learn how to make fire, I'm-a make it burn! Higher and hotter than lava this scholar is 'bout just as smart as MacGyver To put honor inside the heart of a lion revolved in a life of crime (crime!) Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), Up in the white and lime (lime!) Comes with the pipe design Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT! Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night... Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet Settlin' beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter It's a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger So get outta town, 'fore I hit you with the loudest sound you ever heard Desert bird player you outta bounds CHORUS (3x) You need the Pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial I'll come and get you and let the desert E's tongue kiss you With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips Like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic It makes rappers disappear, whisper in your ear Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth Every verse hurts, every curse word's already more offending Than Eddie Murph's worst I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin' his game's tighter IS A GOD DAMN LIAR! I set 'em on fire, retire your train of thought Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down I'm no joke! (Yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper Dying disgrace, I'll face your death through the speaker CHORUS (4x) to fade out Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Theo Huxtable. Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 "dead in the middle of Little Italy, little did we know we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
El Mamerro Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth Every verse hurts, every curse word's already more offending Than Eddie Murph's worst My fave verse of his. Sounds much better than it reads, all that rapid-fire "urf" rhyming is insane. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IrishCarBombs Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 dream shatterer is that shit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theo Huxtable. Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 it wasn't long before we started bumpin' and grindin' crushin her spine and had her soundin' like Busta was Rhymin' Busted her hymen, the sight of sex she start bustin' out cryin' Her bus went by and she was ready, up in there ridin' Cussin' and wildin' in the back of the Porsche Whose pussy is this? (come on daddy it's yours) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theo Huxtable. Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 classic album. i was bumpin this to and from school when this came out. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
heavyLox Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Sue's Rendezvous 96 Gramatan Ave Mt Vernon, NY 10550-1306View Map (914) 664-5747 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Some1 Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 fattest hands ever... but that didnt stop me from getting all the albums... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Al Green Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 ghey Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theo Huxtable. Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 big pun was one of the greatest lyricists. i think i got into him after reading an interview by KRS-One who kept hyping Big Pun up. i just wish he lived longer. i think most of his albums were posthumous, and wasn't capital punishment the only one released while he was alive? i could be mistaken. RIP Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IHATEU Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 if i had more time i would have put a pair of these on pun...dude had hands like momma duke had paws... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IHATEU Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 oh and that song he had with fat joe on the first funk master mix cd was tough, it was to the deep cover dr dre beat...but man the hands for real... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
X22 Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 big pun baby! RIP Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GLIK$ Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 Ay-yo I shatter dreams like jordan, assault and batter your team Your squadronll be barred from rap like adam & eve from the garden Im carvin my initials on your forehead So every night before bed you see the bp shine off the board head Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap Cuz he aint worth jack Hit em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack Hand him his purse back Im the first latin rapper to baffle your skull Master the flow, niggaz be swearin Im blacker than coal Like nat king, I be rapping in tongues, Packing the ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns Its big pun! the one and only son of tony...montana You aint promised manana in the rotten manzana Cmon pana we be mob rhymers Feel the marijuana, snake bite, anaconda A man of honor would wanna match my persona Sometimes rhymin I blow my own mind like nirvana Comma, and go the whole nine like madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma Chorus -- when you awaken, your manhoodll be taken Fakin like you satan when Im the rhymin abomination (2x) Im pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurathane Simple and plain, Ill explain it in layman terms If you came to learn how to make fire, im-a make it burn! Higher and hotter than lava this scholar Is bout just as smart as macgyver To put honor inside the heart of a lion Revolved in a life of crime (crime!) Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), up in the white and lime (lime!) Comes with the pipe design Plushed out! (no doubt!) both pockets about to bust out If you not in it for the spinach, get the fuck out! Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right Go head lace the mic, you finished? say good night... Head to head in the street, Ill leave you dead in your feet Settlin beef, Ill even let you rhyme to the benjamin beat But it wont matter, you dreams still gon shatter Its a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger So get outta town, fore I hit you With the loudest sound you ever heard Desert bird player you outta bounds Chorus (3x) You need the pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial Ill come and get you and let the desert eez tounge kiss you With one pistol and two clips, Ill make your crew do flips Like acrobatics, Im charismatic, my gat is magic It makes rappers disappear, whipser in your ear Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears Everything you fear is here, you aint got to search further The first murders the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth Every verse hurts, every curse words already more offending Than eddie murphs worst I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin his games tighter Is a God damn liar! I set em on fire, retire your train of thought Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark The king of new york! lays his crown in the boogie down And sprays the town, with a mac hoodied down Im no joke! (yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper Dying disgrace, Ill face your death through the speaker we had throw ups on his block Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
transparent Posted February 26, 2007 Share Posted February 26, 2007 "dead in the middle of Little Italy, little did we know we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly" best line....maybe ever big up myself for bringing him up in the "you know who i miss" thread... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stronzo Posted February 27, 2007 Share Posted February 27, 2007 Good rapper but DAMN!!.... Pun was Two Tons of Terd with arms!! That was the era of Fat ass Buffet crushin' Gangsters... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IrishCarBombs Posted February 27, 2007 Share Posted February 27, 2007 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
For Placement Only Posted February 27, 2007 Share Posted February 27, 2007 i know you from where? elementary school? i dont know you mannnnnnnnn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
For Placement Only Posted February 27, 2007 Share Posted February 27, 2007 not you again... go that wayyy,. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CALIgula Posted February 27, 2007 Share Posted February 27, 2007 "dead in the middle of Little Italy, little did we know we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly" co-signed.... by the way...this is one of the best threads ever!...dude was a fucking lyrical genious! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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