Big Punisher - Wrong Ones lyrics

rate me

Yeah.. no more runnin

Hahah..

Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit there

Rockin the mic now

Runnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby

Lot of niggaz fronted

Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there

But you kept it golden with me my nigga

That's right, you fuckers

Dead, and still killin shit!

I'm the wrong one to fuck with

Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah

You ain't got no wins in mi casa

Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa

I'm the wrong one to fuck with

Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah

You ain't got no wins in mi casa

Que te pasa, hah ha..

I'm as wicked as Hitler first born

Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone

"Kill Niggaz Softly" but not with her song

Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally

Strip them clowns down to nudity

Shove the chrome where they doodoo be

It's a stick up, don't try to get brave

Don't even chance it Duke

I want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke

Don't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it

Get your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it

Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live

Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five

Y'all got some trife wives

Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at

Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at

Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,

"UPS ma'am sign here," send a bomb

Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut

And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut

Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!

Steal your bitch and dick the culo

Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo

Fly to P.R. - stick Menudo

Come back, cop a 6 with two-do'

Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew

from Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's

Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type

Harsh with a knife

I'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight

Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism

Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms

That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood

Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs

Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin

The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven

Goin back to spiritual ritual times

What you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind

Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often

Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion

Battled the Devil and deaded his demons

Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,

still screamin

Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded

Know the Chinese exploded

Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)

I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man

I roll with Cuban makin junk to jams

That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed

All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed

Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed

Better think twice, before you ride on me

Cause I'ma lift your weight,

then I'm droppin you in the incinerator

Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator

That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga

Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?