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big pun - leather face lyrics

[big punisher]
what i gotta do let y’all n-gg-z know?
i am +the nicest+… +ever+… heh…
hardcore? commercial?
whatchu wanna do, you wanna wile up, you wanna dance?
don’t matter to me, i got it all locked down baby

it’s not a game it’s war, plain and raw
blood stain the wall, when i bring the chain with the saw
bring the pain to your door like death was knockin
unless you got my ends, i’ma make you twins with the headless horseman
h-ll extortion, sell your soul, live your dreams
don’t pay the cost then {-bam bam-} say h-llo to the guillotine
a killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs like
fiends for drugs, i don’t need no love
give me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honies and s-x want here
i’ll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed
you f-ckin with chris – f-ck pun – dead the wrath for later
get your calculator, go ‘head decapitator’s back forever
can’t count how many heads i had to sever
half the n-gg-z i keep, i put em back together
that’s the terror, cut open your girl
and make a truss out her flesh, like buffalo bill
you f-ckin with reel to reel, rap axe maniac
sound bwoy killer, hack hack chain-react
two for one – double the death, same price
what would big say? “huh, you know that ain’t right”

chorus: {with samples from “scarface”} repeat 2x

it’s not a game pah… {sample}
we’re gettin paid hah… {sample}
it’s still t. squad… {sample}
“what you came for? surgery, with the chainsaw!”

[big punisher]
word to ‘pac and big, my glock so big it can rock a bridge
drop the midsection like the top of your wig
ain’t no bullsh-ttin, gettin the full treatment
special two heated missles, ’til your crew’s leavin witchu
i rip you in half – blast that -ss through a gl-ss window
laugh a little (ha ha) and dash in the s-cl-ss limo
that’s how we do it in the south boogie
where tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talkin loud to me
why should i even consider your crew? sh-t on your crew
get rid of your crew, what i’m fittin to do
i split you in two, leave you impaired when i blast the shotty
grip you like dope and leave you there with half your body
we rowdy like roddy, probably robbin your stash
catch a body like charlie up north, stashin knives up my -ss
survivin the task, we the last ones left
blast them tecs with clips, fast as fast’ll spit
add some tips for any, b-st-rd b-tch, pappin sh-t
watch me rep til the death from the b-ssonet, beotch!

chorus

{-scarface-}
watch what happens to your friend
you don’t want this to happen to you
you give me the money, okay?

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