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  New York Giants
  Big Pun

  C'mon...
  Yeah yeah... uhh, uh-huh...
  (Oh shit! ) Hehehe... (Ohhh shit! )
  C'mon (yeah yeah) c'mon!
  Uhh, yeah, this is the motherfuckin uncut
  Long time comin, ya heard?
  M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher
  [Pun] What'cha gon' do?
  Uhh... Terror Squad (yeah)
  Bronx... Brook-lawn collabo'
  [Pun] Yo, yo, yo...
  Ya heard me?
  [Big Punisher]
  This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
  New York, New York - ice rockin tight wifebeaters
  We the truth - don't let yo' dead body be the proof
  Leave your Wisdom rottin with holes - and I don't mean ya tooth
  I'm hundred proof, that's perfect percentage
  Since birth I inherit the gift to spit a verse that refers to ya parent
  The spirit's born, here to bring light to the dawn
  Made right where you starrin from night to the mornin
  Plus the light that give light to Muhammad
  Or Christ how you want it I got what you need
  From God to the streets, c'mon motherfucker you talkin to me
  Big Pun! The papichulo out to screw you
  ?, hunchback, like Quasimoto
  Chorus: Big Punisher, M.O.P.
  [Pun] Set off the sirens
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga
  [MOP] New York Giants (c'mon! )
  [Fame] Leave em brainless
  [Danz] Hit em with the stainless
  [Fame] It's the...
  "World's... world's... world's famous!"
  [Pun] C'mon - violence!
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] South Bronx, Brook-lawn pa-pa
  [MOP] New York Giants
  [Fame] Leave em brainless
  [Danz] Hit em with the stainless
  [Fame] It's the...
  "World's... world's... world's famous!"
  [Big Punisher]
  I bring death to your front door like an escort from Hell
  Or ring the bell like you wanna just talk, and just - rock your world
  Like? believe me, my Squad get busy if you try to diss me
  Cock the glizzy give you one back word to 'Pac and Biggie
  Cause my commitee ain't only known for the flowin
  Put they holes in your colon send you rollin like when you're bowlin
  A perfect strike - let me show y'all niggaz what I learned from Ike
  I hurt your wife - put the trife ass in the earth aight?
  I'm shootin at you - and that's off the top like Supernatural
  ? turn his moves to statue like Medusa was lookin at you
  Clap you with your own heat - by all means
  If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
  Chorus (first 1/2)
  [Pun] Violence
  [MOP] Form the alliance
  [Pun] B.X.
  [MOP] Violence
  [Pun] B.K.
  [MOP] Violence
  [Lil' Fame]
  I breaks the world off with a bang (BANG! )
  "How About Some..." FUCK THAT! Look nigga, you know the name
  It's the One slash, Seven One Eight, slash
  M dot O dot P dot, First Family dot
  Boogie Down, Brooklyn (DAMN YOU)
  Step the fuck back, before I get Big Pun to earth-slam you
  I rep for my cellblock niggaz
  And cats from Puerto Rico, Uptown screamin out, "Perrico!"
  Yep, this nigga strike, I've survived mad nigga fights
  Lil' Fame, insane brain, to fill your gigabytes
  Merc out on machines with loud pipes
  Niggabytes, six-double-oh's, and? bikes
  [Billy Danzini]
  You want Seven One Eight Terror (SQUAD), William (DANZE)
  First (FAM)... easy soldier!
  I'm not a killer, I just pop a lot
  Grew up in Brownsville, in a brownstone, by a vacant lot
  Seance got - my mind, my body, and my - SOUULLLLLLLL
  Ohh! I don't blame you - you switched your gameplan
  When you found out your main man was named Danze
  Nigga - I'm filled with anger!
  You fuckin with a hooded soldier, Code Red your life is in danger
  (FIRST FAMILY STYLE) all the way out

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  New York Giants
  Big Punisher

  C'mon
  Oh shit
  Yeah yeah
  Oh shit
  Oh shit
  C'mon c'mon
  Uhh, yeah yeah yeah, this is the motherfuckin' uncut
  Long time comin', ya heard?
  M.O.P., Big motherfuckin' Punisher, c'mon
  What'cha gon' do?
  Terror Squad
  Bronx, Brook-lawn collabo'
  Yo, yo, yo
  Ya heard me?
  This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
  New York, New York, ice rockin' tight wife beaters
  We the truth, don't let yo' dead body be the proof
  Leave your Wisdom rottin' with holes and I don't mean ya tooth
  I'm hundred proof, that's perfect percentage
  Since birth I inherit the gift to spit a verse that refers to ya parent
  The spirit's born, here to bring light to the dawn
  Made right where you starrin' from night to the mornin'
  Plus the light that give light to Muhammad
  Or Christ how you want it I got what you need
  From God to the streets, c'mon motherfucker you talkin' to me
  Big Pun! The papichulo out to screw you
  Bastards do your own crap, hunchback, like Quasimodo
  Set off the sirens
  Form the alliance
  South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga
  New York Giants, c'mon
  Leave 'em brainless
  Hit 'em with the stainless
  It's the world's, world's, world's famous!
  C'mon violence!
  Form the alliance
  South Bronx, Brook-lawn pa-pa
  New York Giants
  Leave 'em brainless
  Hit 'em with the stainless
  It's the world's, world's, world's famous!
  I bring death to your front door like an escort from Hell
  Or ring the bell like you wanna just talk, and just rock your world
  Like gotta believe me, my Squad get busy if you try to diss me
  Cock the glitzy give you one back word to 'Pac and Biggie
  'Cause my committee ain't only known for the flowin'
  Put they holes in your colon send you rollin' like when you're bowlin'
  A perfect strike, let me show y'all niggaz what I learned from Ike
  I hurt your wife, put the strife ass in the earth aight? I'm shootin' at you And that's off the top like Supernatural [incomprehensible] turn his Moves to statue like Medusa was lookin' at you clap you with your own Heat by all means if this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin' O.G.
  Set off the sirens
  Form the alliance
  South Bronx, Brook-lawn nigga
  New York Giants
  Leave 'em brainless
  Hit 'em with the stainless
  It's the world's, world's, world's famous!
  Violence
  Form the alliance
  B.X.
  Violence
  B.K.
  Violence
  I breaks the world off with a bang
  How about some, fuck that! Look nigga, you know the name
  It's the one slash, seven one eight, slash
  M dot O dot P dot, first family dot
  Boogie down, Brooklyn, damn you
  Step the fuck back, before I get Big Pun to earth-slam you
  I rep for my cell block niggaz
  And cats from Puerto Rico, Uptown screamin' out, "Perrico!"
  Yep, this nigga strike, I've survived mad nigga fights
  Lil' Fame, insane brain, to fill your gigabytes
  Mercy out on machines with loud pipes
  Nigga bytes, six-double-oh's, and you watch your bikes
  You want seven one eight Terror Squad
  William Danze
  First Fam
  Easy soldier!
  I'm not a killer, I just pop a lot
  Grew up in Brownsville, in a brownstone, by a vacant lot
  Stance got, my mind, my body, and my soul
  I don't blame you, you switched your game plan
  When you found out your main man was named Danze
  Nigga, I'm filled with anger!
  You fuckin' with a hooded soldier, Code Red your life is in danger
  First family style
  All the way out
  Bang, bang
  Bang, bang