pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
for me it is dream shatter the first verse.
favorite big pun verse displaying his rhyming skills
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Welcome to Hell son, the threshold of death
Now face the serpent, I blaze your person
You get laced for certain
Even Jakes don't trace the work in so close the case to curtains
I'm hurtin', head severely really tryin' to bring the pain
There's nuttin' mo' satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name
It's not a game, it's Purple Rain, floods and bloodstains
Big Pun's my thug's name, bustin' my guns, that's my love thang
I split the jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple
John Madden tackle your corpse
Then hoist it on the cross at the tabernacle
That'll have to hurt, I'll work your body 'til it burst
Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse
I'm worse than anything you ever been through
Sick in the head and mental
Essentially meant to be the soul threat against you
When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
Fakin' like you Satan, when I'm the rhymin' abomination
Now face the serpent, I blaze your person
You get laced for certain
Even Jakes don't trace the work in so close the case to curtains
I'm hurtin', head severely really tryin' to bring the pain
There's nuttin' mo' satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name
It's not a game, it's Purple Rain, floods and bloodstains
Big Pun's my thug's name, bustin' my guns, that's my love thang
I split the jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple
John Madden tackle your corpse
Then hoist it on the cross at the tabernacle
That'll have to hurt, I'll work your body 'til it burst
Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse
I'm worse than anything you ever been through
Sick in the head and mental
Essentially meant to be the soul threat against you
When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
Fakin' like you Satan, when I'm the rhymin' abomination
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El_Mero_Mero
All Star
You've made a grave mistake/
Shouldn't have come here, you've changed your fate/
Your brains will make their debut on the table,
once I raise the stakes.
Verse 2 "You Ain't A Killer"
Shouldn't have come here, you've changed your fate/
Your brains will make their debut on the table,
once I raise the stakes.
Verse 2 "You Ain't A Killer"
Pun got 2 many but this came to mind first.....
Champagne on the rocks, sporting a Fort Knox Lazarus
Shark salad with carrots, pork chops and applesauce
Twin connection, disrespect and watch your body cave in
Pump the shotty guage in, hit the shorty while he potty training
I ain't playing, I'm truly the worst
He'll be the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi your hearse, leave you double-dead
I'm a bubble-head
I never listened to nothing my mother said
Ayo, I hold nikkas ransom for money like Johnny Handsome
Been soning nikkas so long, I think I got a grandson
My passion is money, a stash and a honey
That won't ask no questions but'll blast anybody
That's my kind of girl, kind of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in Hell's Armageddon
Just a little ghetto where my nikkas control the middle
And know the riddles of life where others know only a little
Champagne on the rocks, sporting a Fort Knox Lazarus
Shark salad with carrots, pork chops and applesauce
Twin connection, disrespect and watch your body cave in
Pump the shotty guage in, hit the shorty while he potty training
I ain't playing, I'm truly the worst
He'll be the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi your hearse, leave you double-dead
I'm a bubble-head
I never listened to nothing my mother said
Ayo, I hold nikkas ransom for money like Johnny Handsome
Been soning nikkas so long, I think I got a grandson
My passion is money, a stash and a honey
That won't ask no questions but'll blast anybody
That's my kind of girl, kind of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in Hell's Armageddon
Just a little ghetto where my nikkas control the middle
And know the riddles of life where others know only a little
Plankton
All Star
Nikka Shyt. A song where a Puerto Rican relates to Black Male stereotypes.
MurderToCassette
Sa Da Tay
The Hidden Hand
The man was truly Special
The glamour life, this life I live is trife as shyt
Least my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live
I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother
Now she's fifty years old, pushing a hummer
The glamour life, hand me a knife I'll slice and dice
Men or Mice, send them to Christ in the after life
Pass the mic down the line, let them hear it
Let them fear it, send 'em screaming to the Holy Spirit
I FEEL THAT shyt DOWN TO THE MARROW
Least my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live
I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother
Now she's fifty years old, pushing a hummer
The glamour life, hand me a knife I'll slice and dice
Men or Mice, send them to Christ in the after life
Pass the mic down the line, let them hear it
Let them fear it, send 'em screaming to the Holy Spirit
I FEEL THAT shyt DOWN TO THE MARROW
I always felt weird about this song. It was cool and kinda funny. I got the perspective of where he was coming from and he made no cultural differences between PRs and blacks but damn man. Until derogatory names of other cultures become trendy, fukk that shyt. “Where all my Dot Heads at?!” “If you a real Chinky Eyed Rice eater, Say yeah!”
Remember Pun?…..