G Fella - Big Pun lyrics

[Hook: G Fella] BIG PUN Had to do this track with your big son Let this new generation know how big you really was BIG PUN Thanks for all the blood sweat and tears pun Rest in peace save me a 16 when my day comes [Verse 1: G Fella] Anything you do from dollars to cents You gonna be kicking back not for self defence Matter fact you can look at me as your permenate peal But he'd give ya bigger punishment then Chris Rios You had to pardon the puns No pressure if i have to put you under the gun god bless ya Terrorizing squads a** Im a star in the red white and blue like the puertorican flag Dead in the middle of little Italy Green, white, red, nonthin' to do with cars but my 16 hybird Always gonna be chubby the situation solve em No patience i guess i got a wait problem G fella coming for the thrown Im BX bone, right here in hip-hops home Tom curse and cat dudes with doms due And we run up on animals in the bronx you remember [Verse 2: Chris Rivers (AKA Baby Pun)] Tiriny impossible, logically improbable Yet constantly I'm topping dudes About to be unstoppable, probably I'm god to you Lightning streaks an obstacle But see my speech and follows you I seem to reap the powerful Limitless and intricate, intimate with infinite Enter this, my inner wish, i find my bliss by k**in' this Lyricist to murderer, I spit the flame and burn the words That's how I remain with bars and verbs Cause I put pain in every verse Tactical retractable, fade away, come back at you Radical intangibles, can't touch me like I'm magical Say in a way I'm flammable, ignite the world surrounding you And in the midst of all the ash you see that I've astounded you Challenge me? absurdity, you're only worth the words you speak I'm on the verge of golden beats While y'all worth less than dirt to me Verbally, I hurt the beat, I make it want to murder me Personally, it hurts to be exposed to all this worsening What i spit is poetry, I'm droolin' with this potency And no amount of torturing can satisfy this hole in me This mission is a part of me, to make a fool of prodigies And all who're stuck on pondering I'll shatter you like pottery [Verse 3:Big Pun] I shatter dreams like Jordan, a**ault and batter your team Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam and Eve from the garden I'm carving my initials on your forehead So every night before bed, you see the BP shine off the boardhead Reverse that, I curse at the first Wack n***a with the worst rap Cause 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, n***as be swearin I'm blacker than coal Like Nat King I be rapping and tounges packing The ones, magnums, cannons and Gatling guns It's Big Pun, the one and only son of Tony Montana You ain't promised mañana in the rotten manzana C'mon pana, we need more rhymers Feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda