(Noreaga) Big Pun In honor, in honor Yeah [Verse 1: N.O.R.E.] I got love, a tatoo dont make a thug Jose Luis got ya, golden guns, Frank Sinatra I know you love it when I rhyme proper Man I'm still T-H-U-G-G-E-D-O-U-T Iraq to QB Mobb Deep in Jersey, they swerve with me Stay thirsty, thats what my n***a Pun told me First it was Christopher Wallace now Christopher Rios Me and Pun drunk liquor, and smoked our weed I used to go to his crib and visit his kids He used to make his daughter and his son box Yo I love they kids, they love they pops Yo Pun, pick me up, come to Queens with us Because you came up, what what makin it happen From rappin on the corner and now you goin platinum At the video, for "Banned From TV" Pun came through, in the Benz with the TV A ounce of weed and guns indeed Pun stayed real, yo I love that n***a Cause he worked hard for it I curse God for it [Hook] I ain't never gonna love again Life is taken once its given It's not easy to pretend What love has put me through All my people dyin and I'm askin why Sometimes I don't feel like livin It's not easy to pretend I don't know what to do [Verse 2: N.O.R.E.] Why the good, they gotta die so young Foul n***as live a long life, I cried all night sh**, I can't control myself But you gotta stay strong that's what I told myself I did his album and he did mine We did a Funk Flex joint, Pete Rock joint DJ Clue joint, even Royal Flush joint And a hundred other records, you get the point I used to hang with him You know I bang bang with him And when I ran Triz you know I always came with him I called Angie but was cryin on the phone I was cryin in my home, even crying to 'Pone You see I, knew Big had love for 'Pac Even Freaky Tah and Scott LaRock (Big L too) But regardless, Pun my man, rich or not He probably in heaven, yo he chillin with my pops Tell my pops how I'm doin, I ain't sellin d** Tell my pops that I'm rappin, and still with the thugs While you tellin him things, tell him the facts Tell him how we put Boricua back on the map [Hook] I ain't never gonna love again Life is taken once its given It's not easy to pretend What love has put me through All my people dyin and I'm askin why Sometimes I don't feel like livin It's not easy to pretend I don't know what to do [Verse 3: N.O.R.E.] Joey Crack still a mack, but his man is gone He wanna form a new army, but his man is gone Yo the sh** kinda hit me hard Throw my guns in the clouds and just buck at God Condolences to his family and the Terror Squad N-O-R-E, P-U-N, see you then, again Ma, I just lost my friend I can't answer the phone, I just lost my friend Mourning now, from night to morning now Dead all the shows ain't performing now PUN, my n***a Pun was always funny speakin Pun loved me, and loved that I was Puerto Rican [Hook] I ain't never gonna love again Life is taken once its given It's not easy to pretend What love has put me through All my people dyin and I'm askin why Sometimes I don't feel like livin It's not easy to pretend I don't know what to do [Outro: N.O.R.E.] You my f**in thug, my n***a and all that You know? That's my motherf**ing heart right there I feel like I knew that n***a my whole life That's really my n***a And I'm mourning with you The whole Terror Squad I'm here with y'all n***as man His wife, his kids, I'm here with yall, yo I feel the same way y'all feel But I'm here with y'all I love that man, yo He was a good man Man it's crazy Sometimes I wonder if there is a God Why would he take the wrong ones? I wonder that sh** all the time Yeah, I wonder that sh** all the time