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Utwór: The Dream Shatterer

  • wykonawca: Big Punisher
  • album: Capital Punishment
  • wyświetleń: 1163

Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team
  Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden
  I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead
  So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head
  Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap
  Cuz he ain't worth jack
  hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap
  Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack
  hand him his purse back
  I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull
  Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal
  Like Nat King, I be rapping and tounge's packing
  The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns
  It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony...Montana
  You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana
  C'mon-pana we need more rhymers
  feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda
  A man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona
  Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana
  Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna
  Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma
    [CHORUS] -- When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
  Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination [2x]
    I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine
  Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurathane
  Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms
  If you came to learn how to make fire, I'm-a make it burn!
  Higher and hotter than lava this scholar
  is 'bout just as smart as MacGyver
  To put honor inside the heart of a lion
  revolved in a life of crime (crime!)
  Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), Up in the white and lime (lime!)
  Comes with the pipe design
  Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out
  If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT!
  Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right
  Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night...
  Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet
  Settlin' beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat
  But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter
  It's a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger
  So get outta town, 'fore I hit you
  with the loudest sound you ever heard
  Desert bird player you outta bounds
    [CHORUS (3x)]
    You need the Pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial
  I'll come and get you and let the desert eez tounge kiss you
  With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips
  Like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic
  It makes rappers disappear, whipser in your ear
  Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears
  Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further
  The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth
  Every verse hurts, every curse word's already more offending
  Than Eddie Murph's worst
  I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin' his game's tighter
  IS A GOD DAMN LIAR!
  I set 'em on fire, retire your train of thought
  Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark
  The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down
  And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down
  I'm no joke! (Yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper
  Dying disgrace, I'll face your death through the speaker
    [CHORUS (4x) to fade out]

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