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Aiyyo 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 [bad word] with the worst rap cause he ain't worth jack Hit him 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 rappin and tounge's packin 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 be mob rhymers Feel the marijuana, snake bite, anaconda man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona Sometimes rhymin I blow my own mind like [bad word] and go the whole nine like Madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda grammar [bad word] When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken Fakin like you Satan when I'm the rhymin abomination [repeat [bad word] [Big Pun] I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to the gut, medicine Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyurethane Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms If you came to learn how to make fire, I'ma make it burn! Higher and hotter than lava this scholar advisor is smart as MacGyver To put honor inside the heart of a liar involved in a life of crime (crime!) [bad word] it I like the shine (shine!) Up in the white and lime [bad word] with the pipe design Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE [bad word] 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 known to stagger So get outta town, 'fore I hit you with the loudest sound you ever heard; desert bird player you outta bounds [bad word] - 3X] [Big Pun] You know the Pun'll diss you if your whole steez is unofficial [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 GOD [bad word] LIAR! I set him 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! I soak your face with a sweeper Die in disgrace, or face your death through the speaker [bad word] - 4X, fades out]