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BIG PUNISHER lyrics - Capital Punishment

Capital Punishment

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(feat. Prospect) [Big Pun] It's mine; it's all mine you understand At least me and my peoples Can you dig that 21st century -- thought I'd never see it Right around the corner, baby Ours for the taking [Verse one: Big Pun] Yo; I've seen child blossom to man, some withered and turned to murderers Led astray by the liars death glorifiers observin us Watching us close, marking our toast purposely overtaxin the earnings Nervous, burning down the churches They're scared of us, rather beware than dare to trust Always in jail, million dollar bail, left there to rust Let's call in order, give ourselves a chance to enhance broader Advance to where minorities are the majority voter Holdin my own, I'm livin alone in this cold world My sister just bought a home without a loan, you go girl! She's an exception, some people can leap to the impression See, me myself, I start flippin and fall victim to deep depression I'm stressin the issue here, so we can cross the fiscal year Tired of gettin fired and hired as a pistol-eer There's no longevity living off negativity Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery That's how the city be, everybody gettin they hustle on Judge singin death penalty like it's his favorite fuckin song Word is bond, takin my life you know they lovin it God 'F' the government and it's fuckin capital punishment! [Chorus: Prospect] Capital punishment, given by the government System so organized they get to you and who you runnin with Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones Totin the llello for life, the rightful heir to the throne We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams, Gods and Earths For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth First it's turnin tables, open our own labels Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment [Verse Two: Big Pun] I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies you'd be buggin My cousin JuJe, barely a juve', lost it and turned on the oven He wasn't playin, blew out the flame and started inhalin Barin a secret too deep to keep on the street for sharin Wearin the virus, Acquired Immune Deficiency Dishin his dick in every thick promiscuous fish in the sea Listen to me, shit is rough in the ghetto You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a snuff, we bust lead off! Get off your high horse, or die off like an extinction Boriquans are like Mohicans, +The Last of the Po'Ricans+ We need some unity, fuck all the jeeps and jewelry The maturity, keeps me six feet, above obscurity The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado I guess the motto we promise to let you homage in death your motto Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol Not with a Z, but a P, cause Punishment's what I resemble! I lend you this if it expands yours, for you and yours A real man can't fall, he stands tall The Man's claws are diggin in my back, I'm tryin to hit him back Time to counteract, where my niggaz at [Chorus] [Verse Three: Prospect] You like that, it's Pun and Prospect We hold nines, own more treasure than gold mines, makin progress With Don Juan's, there's rules to be made, crews to be sprayed Dues to be paid, nuttin y'all can do to behave We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs Even though the government, tryin to take out our sons Rudy Gulliani trying to blind me, but I see reality Was raised with the street mentallity My strategy's why my battery never die The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never fall to the lies It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour Yeah, I want the glamour, laid up with cheese and trees in Atlanta While Cuban's smoked out like Ronald Isley with Havanas The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers This renegade blow through barricades like grenades I turn the sun to shade, then the night back to day Like the twenty-four hour rotation I know the location, it's just a little in-for-mation From the Squad, bringing the Terror for the nine-era And let it rain on your fine leather, nigga, what [beat to fade]

Rapture

Dragonlord (Dragon Lord) "Rapture"
Babylon fell Maybe too soon I did not notice her value Until I looked into the storm Why can't you see When scrolls are drawn Who will you die for? Death angels fly across the threshold Across these blazing shores For Satan blight the sky I am ancient Blasphemous Nothing left Pray for war Embracing evil A prophecy of war Dethrone the lord The great deceiver carries light Rapture Join us With demon swords collide Black reign for the ages Surging forth with might We begin to slowly formulize Rage on san redemptions Now and ever after Onward final battle [Lead: Smyth] And now you'll see Why I was plotting forever And as you kneel Make sure my story gets written End times forseen No righteous martyr My will be done Empire destroyed! Death angels scorch and burn the sky Throughout his rigid vortex Satan fantasized Annihilated mist Of utter nothingness Pray for war Just below I'll break the sacred seal Rapture

Fuck Dat Bitch

50 CENT "Get Rich Or Die Tryin'"
(feat. Dave Hollister) [Fifty talking] If a bitch don't like me somethin's wrong with the bitch...(fuck that bitch) [Dave Hollister singing] Why...oh why...why..you wanna fuck with me now [Fifty talking] Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know, thats how this shit works, you know they supposed to love me now baby, I'm hot now baby, I'm doin' it now. [Chorus (Dave Hollister singing)] Girl, what makes you wanna fuck with me now I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a while is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me Whoa...if money's gonna make me slam these hoes..then alright. [Verse 1:] Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons, talk to me, how's life been treatin' you good I hope, y ou got a smile that only a fool would forget and a figure that'll leave a nigga droolin' and shit there I was, kickin' my game pickin' her brain buggin' 'cause a while back I met this bitch on the train she wasn't feelin' me, I pulled up, she wouldn't talk from the whip Uptown girl, she feel like thats some chickenhead shit but on the sidewalk we ain't play games we exchanged numbers and names I went back to the Range I heard her Girlfriend whisperin' 'I know that nigga, he rich' she think I got six whips 'cause me and my Man switch anyway, her name is CeCe she said she go to BMCC push a '98 328 with chrome BB's she said she seen me in the Onyx video on TV she liked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me. [Chorus] [Verse 2:] It's hard as Hell to find a Girl thats really down for ya type that'll hold down the Tre pound for ya they into diamonds now, to Hell with pearls these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the World Hey Shorty, why you like me huh you like the way I spit oh, I hit your girlfriend, she told you 'bout the dick nah for real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit' platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that I could blow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it know you wouldn't fuck with me if I had no ends probably wouldn't fuck in the whip if it wasn't a Benz I guess life looks different through them Shanel tints Man, I don't care if these hoes love me or not long as I rhyme hot I'm gettin' head in my drop it goes on and on and on and it don't stop. [Chorus] [Verse 3:] One thing you can always count on is change and a rich nigga to come put shit in the game had a 4.0 then Jigga made you trade your Range would've felt broke if you couldn't get your change now it's hard to find us or stay behind us while we on the 900 double R Hondas watch the cats who flip bricks recline in the latest whips while Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sling packs all these hoes ain't Madonna fans but all across the World you can find a material Girl I sip Dom 'till I earl take 'em two at a time quick I get in they mind have 'em thinkin' they mine bust off then tell 'em 'Bust a Uey, on mo' time' I'm like the reason ya'll niggas can't eat this year got your bitch breakin' her neck to peep this here c'mon..uh huh...c'mon. [Chorus 2x] [Dave Hollister] Fuck you bitch! leave me alone, walk on...get the fuck on... [Fifty] Yo, Shorty..tell your friends ya'll ain't fuckin' with us..aww man...look...he ain't mean that shit.. c'mon thats just records..niggas is playin'.. we wasn't serious and shit..

J.a.c.

D Sisive
My number one priority's lost in the game of life cause death was dominant It's prominent that I'm losing my touch beacuse my confidence Consists of zero motivation the frustration Be taking the best of me...Losing the chemistry I once possessed rest assure the focal point's the metaphor From J.A.C. her words of wisdom was always the best of cures In rough times I'd follow her routes receive the tips And when I took the risk it seemed that rough times never existed... In my memory, avoided the density and the felonies And questioned the... Why was this angel sent to me? It was never understood clearly...The consipracy theory Left thoughts weary and eyes constantly tearly From the loss that was faced, my property was defaced From the relization that she could never be replaced By any other, to others, they'd all be running for cover But the opposite was witnessed from my mother Instead she stood her ground and fought, round for round and brought The insparation that was caught by myself, that surely taught That the posotive always rise and shady ones are dispised I'm seeing it with my eyes, so it ain't really a surprise that... Only the storng survive, and the weak always demise But why is it the good ones always have to die? ...I'll try to sleep tight, despite the fact I guess I'll never see the light... * Hook * (X2) I'm feeling pressures the most at night times when I lay back and close my eyes And realize simply how much you've been there for me It ain't to see, but soul searching keeps me awake at diffrent times To reconize how much you really mean to me...J.A.C. In a retrospect state, I vision all my respect escalate into the highest rate... But the state of mind that I was placed in, subtracted from the rasing Of myself into a grown man for an unknown span of time I slowly felt I was losing my mind and then entering adulthood blind Without the guidance that you once selected, after proceeding to reflect it... Stayed imbedded within my brain...Time and time again I strained my vision to see things clearly, but abstract blurs Conqured my life facts severely While suffering was mearly the side effects We gave our best to elongate or avoid the permanent rest But it was only a test Then the days of life became less Due to infectious breasts, that risked the threat...Leaving defects On your physical frame, cause you were playing a losing game with nobody to blame But your will to maintain...Never lost a single second of life And left us with the posotive attitude that you'd survive through the night But our perspective could not always be right My body grew tight when the phone rang constantly on the expected night On November two-nil when my emotions spilled Cause I heard you had to face your passing, then the world turned still And I totally lost my surviving will, to experience the best face death and realize that it's for real Could never steal the appeal from memories that were lavishly attacking me But still I passivly erased all the feelings from the damaged fee Selected normally, and tried not to vision what the manics see It seemed like yesterday when we were singing songs by David Cassidy Along with our entire life together passing me by like Pharcyde While I'm bucking up for the ride Basic intentions try to strive for goals you offred motivation for Destinations were reached through formations of my speech Boosting me for the reach therfore I have to impeach From 51 to 97, I'm posotive you're let in That unconqured land that lies behind the gates of heaven Beacuse we stuck by our word Til death do us part And since I'm not seeing you phisically, you reside in my heart J.A.C. ...I'll try to sleep tight, despite the fact I guess I'll never see the light... *Hook * (X2)

Save Yourself

AESOP ROCK "Labor Days"
[Verse 1:] Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer Kill the populace for stability, jeopardy's a stickler It's bob and weave amalgam played the falcon to your fixture I branch out, arms flailing backwards Wailin upon a tidy sound circuit Slightly foul Gershwin With a bed of nails and drumlust plus disgusted service Workin in shifts opposite the asbestos brain furnace I be the now observatory eye ear antenna feeler Spittin like a dragon with a similar demeanor Stood innocent bystand witness the diehard fans turn Rip Van In the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left Pushin war without the ten step cushion and what (what) I plan to hold this beat positive sacred in these golde veins Until the day I die from grimace overload It's shock (it's shock) Treatment offered by the weekend This still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes: One for the heartless thievery turning my guardian angel harpless And the rest to sweep the mess under the carpet (under the carpet) I drag a yellow taxi meter behind every measure And charge cats for labeling me shepherd "That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin, I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons" Huh, got caught up in the universe tryin to zoom in on stardom Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were based in Carbon Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin other than hip-hop And maybe hip-hop'll save you from the pit-stop Kill em all, yield (naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield brother I just read and pulled the trigger) Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe past the pearly gates Capture the halo, jet back to base, step past the chase The bad taste of jet-lag and weight slackers There ain't nothin broken, where you at? The pistons pump perfect, where you at? The bass tone is Merlin, where you at? This service is a urgent workin surgeons Purging formulas lookin for an improper cause is whack [Chorus: x2] What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, no honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (damn) Promise me you gon shut the fuck up and recognize What you holdin ain't really broken? [Break:] I don't flick neeedles like my sick friend (friend) I don't march like Beetle Bailey through a quick trend (trend) I don't frequent church's steeples on my weekend (end) And I don't comment if you formulate a weak Zen. All I ever really wanted was a getaway I'm a take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my hands I can not agree to follow a leader while on the borderline A war without a reason for the Brady hates gore Bring out your dead we can put em in a pile And burn em with the novels for the kids then to admire KIll the ones that speak from a different life Brewin other killer noise makin the sentiment... [Verse 2:] Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle rocket cockpit Live by the icy cold hand of bad intention youth blender Oh yeah I'll let God warm the bench for now but I'll ascend to spin y'all dizzy (and for the record I'm bringin my t.v. with me) Yo, let the commoners speak publicly Then disperse eye jammies for cats that swear by third pupil But can't see past the loophole Motherfucker, my word is born like Siamese triplets With doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise (let em grow leisurely) Hey Mom, I'm a fix without my probe along this path Once my shpeel's perfected I'm a save you a seat in the front row Of Aesop Rock's twelve steps to shut the fuck up seminar And when all these bickering crowds turn solid you gon be proud I tack hacks to the (backboard) Honesty's a (latchcord) Fury's far from (obsolete) Serenity's a (crack war) Raw caricature of mayhem standard branded by the labor With a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors Saw the brightest burst ironically wide from the vacant stage Gave it a pound for burning where bunk ratio's engaged Keep me posted as to when you grasp something mature to Sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider pickin up your record [Chorus: x2] What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, no honestly) What are you saving, honestly? (damn) Promise me you gon shut the fuck up and recognize What you holdin ain't really broken? [Outro:] The Authors, they ain't got nothin to save The Overground, man they ain't got nothin to save Def Jux, they ain't got nothin to save The Addams Family, they ain't got nothin to save Weightless, they ain't got nothin to save Stronghold man, they ain't got nothin to save Rhymesayers baby, they ain't got nothin to save Aesop Rock, I ain't got nothin to save It's like that...

Life As

LL COOL J "Mr Smith"
Aaah, get the burner, uhh, the burner, let loose the cannon Blood drippin, slippin off my planet Man, the panic, funkmode Mechanical mix flows competition in my dojo Swing a hook, got the vertabrae, be brave Heat gain meltin on my heatwave Power to the crowd, pandemonium Showin em how I gets down [Chorus:] The life of a killer is scandalous The life of a killer is dangerous [repeat] Triggedy, sky high like a kite God diggity, every other cloud's blue Puff on a, yeah, puff on a Bring it on, off, on, baby one-two Peep in the arena, death at your doorstep Right around the corner is the land of regret When ya sweat to get down, sweat to get off and on till the... nothin normal bout my songs [Chorus x2] LL Cool, J jazzy jewel Takin dime pieces to the real school I got em on nations buckin like fools Pitbulls fightin over streets I rule Catch it if you can when it's hot ta hit'cha hand Throw ya skunks in the air, my funk got the flair, man I can do division, baby I can do math Multiplying fractions now ya know the half Knuckle games played, must pack steel Oh yes I'm livin like real to the highest extent, bloody clothes doin battle til the death of my foes, it's my show [Chorus x2]

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