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    Big Pun

    Wrong Ones

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    [SunKiss]
    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!
    Chorus: SunKiss + Big Pun
    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..
    [SunKiss]
    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
    Chorus
    [Big Punisher]
    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?
    Chorus 2X
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