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Big Punisher

Genres: Hip-Hop

Wrong Ones Lyrics - Big Punisher

[sunkiss] 

Yeah.. no more runnin 

Hahah.. 

Yeah no more america's most and all that shit there 

Rockin the mic now 

Runnin with my nigga pun boogie baby 

Lot of niggaz fronted 

Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there 

But you kept it golden with me my nigga 

That's right, you fuckers 

Dead, and still killin shit! 

 

Chorus: sunkiss + big pun 

 

I'm the wrong one to fuck with 

Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah 

You ain't got no wins in mi casa 

Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa 

I'm the wrong one to fuck with 

Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah 

You ain't got no wins in mi casa 

Que te pasa, hah ha.. 

 

[sunkiss] 

I'm as wicked as hitler first born 

Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone 

"kill niggaz softly" but not with her song 

Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally 

Strip them clowns down to nudity 

Shove the chrome where they doodoo be 

It's a stick up, don't try to get brave 

Don't even chance it duke 

I want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for luke 

Don't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it 

Get your fuckin yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it 

Y'all faggot rappers funny as saturday night live 

Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five 

Y'all got some trife wives 

Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at 

Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at 

Spark like vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom, 

"ups ma'am sign here," send a bomb 

Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut 

And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut 

Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em cujo! 

Steal your bitch and dick the culo 

Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo 

Fly to p.r. - stick menudo 

Come back, cop a 6 with two-do' 

Cop a brick from you know who, julio crew 

From washington heights in jail I had niggaz washin my nike's 

Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type 

Harsh with a knife 

I'm flossin yo' ice on some bronx shit tonight 

 

Chorus 

 

[big punisher] 

Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism 

Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms 

That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood 

Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs 

Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin 

The armageddeon is lettin demons slip into heaven 

Goin back to spiritual ritual times 

What you gon' find - shiftings of satan in critical bind 

Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often 

Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion 

Battled the devil and deaded his demons 

Trained other beings to be in his different levels of hell, 

Still screamin 

Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded 

Know the chinese exploded 

Know they run with gotti who know it (check it) 

I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man 

I roll with cuban makin junk to jams 

That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed 

All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed 

Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed 

Better think twice, before you ride on me 

Cause i'ma lift your weight, 

Then I'm droppin you in the incinerator 

Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator 

That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga 

Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da? 

 

Chorus 2x 

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