Cuban Link - Off the Books / Just to Get a Rep (MF Doom Special Blend) lyrics

[Produced by MF DOOM] [Verse 1 : Big Punisher] Hey yo it's all love, but love's got a thin line And Pun's got a big nine, respect crime but not when it reflect mine The sh** I'm on is wrong but it lasts long Pull a fast one, then Pun'll wake up, with the stash gone I'm mad strong, and my cream is fast Smoke the greenest gra**, my b**h got the meanest a** And a taste legit, I don't have to waste a whole case of Crist' All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit Lace the click, cause we all share It's all fair like love and war, thug galore with the long hair Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kids run Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl I'm the mighty Thor clotheslining motherf**ers like Steven Segall Cause all you gonna get, is your a** kicked or up in a casket That's it (that's it?) That's it [Verse 2 : Cuban Link] Punisher bash it, at last it's, rappers that really blast sh** Cats getting Big Willie n***as like Billy Bathgate Up in Jimmy's Cafe, havin caviar Crackin Cristal at the bar, smokin cigars, livin large We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin jobs for bills I'm hard to k** for real n***a guard your grill I like to chill, spark an L and get high I'm one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly [Verse 3 : JuJu] Whattup Duke-o, you know, politickin papi chuco I'm out here, watching for Jake, getting this loot though Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit yo Swervin like a A.K.A. in Beirut yo Squeezin, out of automatic M3's and Please, you ain't seen no thugs like these I can tell you lots of things that'll make you believe In Corona yo it's better to take than to receive [Verse 4 : Psycho Les] Your career's on life support, and I'mma pull the plug And have every thug shootin that Beatnut drug In they blood, no escapin this n***as is goin over their favorite sh** (for what?) to be tapin this World premier, loud and clear La and beer, get the dough, blow up the show Dissapear, jump in the Cavalier Feelin marvelous, street pharmacist, twist arboles For pleasure, bring your territory terror Keep my workers under pressure got em sayin "fu*k LESTER" But that's aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too cold Don't give a f** where you been what you done Where you go, you know, peep this statement In black shades like a secret, agent We're night thieves, roll up on you like sleeves We light trees, bust these and stack cheese [Chorus 2x] It's off the hook this year Makin mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin But crooks in here Gettin mad money off the books this year [Verse 5 : Guru] Brothers are amused by others brother's reps But the thing they know best is where the gun is kept Cause in the night you'll feel fright And at the sight of a four-fifth, I guess you just might Wanna do a dance or two Cause they could maybe bust you for self or with a crew No matter if you or your brother's a star He could pop you and jet without a getaway car And some might say that he's a dummy But he's sticking you and taking all of your money It's a daily operation He might be loose in the park or lurking at the train station Mad brothers know his name So he thinks he got a little fame from the stick-up game And while we're blaming society He's at a party with his man They got their eye on the gold chain that the next man's wearing It looks big but they ain't staring Just thinking of a way and when to get the brother They'll be long gone before the kid recovers And back around the way he'll have the chain on his neck Claiming respect, just to get a rep