Remember Pun?   Yeah, check me out   Remember Pun?   Terror Squad      I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars   Face Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars   That leave MC's smashed but my Squad is odd   Y'all never seen relish but always seem jealous      Of my extreme fellas, rockin' the [unverified] sweaters   The ones who paid with their life   I rock for forty days and forty nights and every verse is tight   Better than before, rough, rugged and raw      Chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore   This ain't a game, I'll leave you maimed   Allow me to explain   I thrive on the pain while robbin' your chain      Knahmean? Do him and the fiend, grab his wallet   Leave a trail-blazin' like   (Rasheed Wallace)   What's today's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker   I walk the same streets the police take us      Livin' on the corner so won't speak it out my mouth   Respect and got the money son, that's all that it's about   No doubt, silence of code, violence of mode   Under control, can tell my real niggaz really roll      On the low tryin' to blow trees   And for no reas', we hit a nigga up for mo' cheese   Better relate and start to think or be the missin' link   I got my Hustle on like Larry Flynt      We brave in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart   Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art   Takin New York cats past the stars   First it was Nasty Nas, now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh   Computer chip locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough      Hold your toaster low, business never personal   Just some words to know, if you run the streets   Come in peace or leave in pieces   Even Jesus was killed by the polices      They crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry 'em   Depends on the state if death is my fate, then cool I'm dyin'   If that's my destiny it's meant to be   Just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me   Aight crew?   (No doubt Pun)   Aight then, let's fight then      I'm hyphened, comin' with the thunder and the lightning   Invitin' the comp, ice on the arm   Nights when I storm, snipin' your moms, right from the Bronx   Mic in the palm, it's the ghetto God   I rip a nigga heart out his frame, while I scream Terror Squad      Be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife   She said she'd starve on a diet instead I'm a God in her eyes   The father of Christ, sure to be immortal   Guzzlin' beer bottles by the dozen with Devin that's mi hermano      Big Pun will be here, forever   We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly smart   Remember Pun? That's the ghetto God      Big Pun will be here, forever   We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly smart   Remember Pun? That's the ghetto God      We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly smart   Big Pun forever      You ain't understand how I push your wig back quick   A little quiet nigga wouldn't think I did that shit   I'm from where the guns love to introduce theyself   Reduce your health, little bulletproofs get felt   Who mind ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady      I'm John Blazin' when you see the arms razin'   Shit crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than the long 'chete   Far from a snitch nigga who call Teddy   I click triggers, how you more ready and switch bigger   Than more berry, I'm a cherry, you a strawberry      If you lost that mean, I'm on top of the whip   You plottin' to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip   You stop with the quick and never make another move   Even your mother lose, I hurt up your pops to pay your brother dues      Big Pun forever, do you understand? Forever      Make way for krill, I don't play, I spray for real   Blow your top with the glock, that's my favorite kill   Blaze your crib with like thirty shots   I'm already hot but my last one is with some dirty cops      I play the streets with toast 'cause the thieves is close   Wanna keep your post then don't beef with Joe   Still niggaz think I won't bring the heat out   That's like sayin' Puff ain't never beat up Steve Stoute      Truth first, Terror Squad, shoot first   War with me and you guaranteed to leave the earth   I'm dressed to kill, my niggaz rep for real   Joe Crack's back like I never had a deal      Hungry and shit, it don't get more lovely than this   Blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin' your lips   The street's a trip; either you deep or you sleep with the fish   I keep a fifth for them niggaz that's seekin' to flip      We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly smart   Remember Pun? That's the ghetto God      We brave in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart   Big Pun forever, do you understand? Forever