Big Punisher - You Came Up lyrics

rate me

I see ya aight

Ha, Pun here where my horns at

Where my horns?

Fa ye da da ya da da da da

Fa ye da da ya da da da

What what, makin it happen

From rappin on the corner of blocks we going platinum

But when we roll, are you still ready to ride

Ay yo my word is born long as I'm alive I'ma put it on

Could'a gone to gee shit, thug nigga till I'm gone

Where to Bronx I'm flippin, five boroughs thoroughly reppin'

Lets unite the city and step to the world as a weapon

Cuz everybody's checkin for Pun second to none

Cuz Latins going platinum was destine to come

The inevitable, heavenly better than whatever you do

We eligible, GS's incredibly credible

For the revenue we gettin you open with lyrical dope

And these breaths that are potent is like an injectional dose

Take it from TS's top terrorist

Rapper slash hijacker bombin' tracks ever since

I was young, I wasn't always Big Pun

It wasn't always this fun, ay yo I rose from the slums

I had to pay my due, lay a few

But I ain't sayin who, stayin' true to da game

No names, playin' it cool just me and da crew

Holdin' it down long as we round

We gonna keep sockin' it to you like Homey the Clown

Going down like Pac ready to ride or die nigga

La da le la la la la la

Ay yo aint nothin' changed I'm still the same

The way you remembered me since the centipede

Harder, big blacker back in the seventies

Try to remember me from my aggressive will

The way I kept it real is more important than any record deal

I used to chill on da block with Cuban and Seis

I'm still do but now it's in the blue convertible eight...fifty

My true niggaz will always be wit me

The shifty kiss me, tell me they miss me, then try to dis me

Cuz I'm rispy crispy for life sixties the price

Another fifty for the Cuban twisted in ice

Niggaz is shiest but I sike em out

Though they like to doubt I make them all believers once I let the Tyson out

Cuz I can vouch for only a few only the crew

From the old school I consider loyally true

I'm morally rude from a fool to a scholar

Follow the rules on how to spot a plotta that's cool for a dolla

I wanna holla at my peeps that reppin' the streets

Wrestlin the beast of chest restin' in peace

Blessin' my seeds and watchin' over us

Til I die them souls of mine I'll align the souls of mine

And shine for all of us