Big Pun, Wyclef Jean - Caribbean Connection lyrics
[Big Pun, Wyclef Jean - Caribbean Connection lyrics]
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Yo, wanna rumble with the Pun, huh
Blows raspberry Shit on the whole industry
Who puff more Owls than Pun? Pile
On more styles than Pun?
Who the only one with over a thousand guns?
Running up in niggas cribs like
I paid the bill
Make you squeal the combination to
The safe for wealth
I lace your grill with the firestarter
Hit your wife with the sawed off
In the shower, power-drive ya daughter
I'm all about the fundamentals
Like Pun and pencil a piece of paper
A decent caper and someone to strafe you
My mental's compatible with the radicals
My odyssey type qualities allow me
To poli' with animals
Niggas is cannibals and the
Ghetto's the jungle
Where you either bet all your bundles
Or struggle or live civil and humble
My niggas'll rumble with any man
For a Benny Fran'
Try to imagine what they can
Fathom for twenty grand
Niggas'll slice you and dice you
Into a thousand pieces
We pound out weak shit into the ground Uptown
Up in the Boogie Down, just wilding in jean
Pile on the green
Surrounded in green like flowers in Spring
But now I'm a King, so it's more than money
All the honies used to call me Punny
'Cause my fam was always hungry
But now we rolling lovely and you feel worse
Want my money, let your steel burst
'Cause, I'd rather see you in Hell first
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo (Yo yo yo) poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Huh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Yo, yo, yo keep the lights, keep the camera
All I want is the action
The battle's on, where I roam in composition
A hardcore crowd waiting to see if I break
Like your first time in jail when
You got fucked by an inmate
It'll never happen
I'm on balance like a Libra
And if I get murdered
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Pour me a cup of vodka
Bury me next to my father in three days
I'll rise like Christ and still sober
Now my eyes open in my
Hands I got the Gatling
I'm looking for the guy that sent
Me to say "Hi!" to Satan fists of fury
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I turn Mr roger's Neighborhood topsy turvy
Foes and enemies meaning the
Same in the dictionary
This ain't Pictionary
All you see is the cemetery
Bodies from World War I and I I is there
You don't want a third war
That's nuclear warfare
So Big Pun, count the stacks, make it fast
Illegal money turns legal now
We running a laundromat
Your hunchbacked and wack rap is
Packed in your backpack
You're better off in DC with
The mayor smoking crack
This ain't a diss, Wyclef bomb threat
Run out of the building or
Get blast in your Guess
TEC for TEC or we can go text for text, oh
I forgot, you don't read so take this hole
In your chest - blaow!
Hide the blood, give you the gun
Run and hide so when the DT shows up
He thought it was a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Uh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Uh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
Yo, wanna rumble with the Pun, huh
Blows raspberry Shit on the whole industry
Who puff more Owls than Pun? Pile
On more styles than Pun?
Who the only one with over a thousand guns?
Running up in niggas cribs like
I paid the bill
Make you squeal the combination to
The safe for wealth
I lace your grill with the firestarter
Hit your wife with the sawed off
In the shower, power-drive ya daughter
I'm all about the fundamentals
Like Pun and pencil a piece of paper
A decent caper and someone to strafe you
My mental's compatible with the radicals
My odyssey type qualities allow me
To poli' with animals
Niggas is cannibals and the
Ghetto's the jungle
Where you either bet all your bundles
Or struggle or live civil and humble
My niggas'll rumble with any man
For a Benny Fran'
Try to imagine what they can
Fathom for twenty grand
Niggas'll slice you and dice you
Into a thousand pieces
We pound out weak shit into the ground Uptown
Up in the Boogie Down, just wilding in jean
Pile on the green
Surrounded in green like flowers in Spring
But now I'm a King, so it's more than money
All the honies used to call me Punny
'Cause my fam was always hungry
But now we rolling lovely and you feel worse
Want my money, let your steel burst
'Cause, I'd rather see you in Hell first
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo (Yo yo yo) poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Huh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Yo, yo, yo keep the lights, keep the camera
All I want is the action
The battle's on, where I roam in composition
A hardcore crowd waiting to see if I break
Like your first time in jail when
You got fucked by an inmate
It'll never happen
I'm on balance like a Libra
And if I get murdered
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Pour me a cup of vodka
Bury me next to my father in three days
I'll rise like Christ and still sober
Now my eyes open in my
Hands I got the Gatling
I'm looking for the guy that sent
Me to say "Hi!" to Satan fists of fury
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I turn Mr roger's Neighborhood topsy turvy
Foes and enemies meaning the
Same in the dictionary
This ain't Pictionary
All you see is the cemetery
Bodies from World War I and I I is there
You don't want a third war
That's nuclear warfare
So Big Pun, count the stacks, make it fast
Illegal money turns legal now
We running a laundromat
Your hunchbacked and wack rap is
Packed in your backpack
You're better off in DC with
The mayor smoking crack
This ain't a diss, Wyclef bomb threat
Run out of the building or
Get blast in your Guess
TEC for TEC or we can go text for text, oh
I forgot, you don't read so take this hole
In your chest - blaow!
Hide the blood, give you the gun
Run and hide so when the DT shows up
He thought it was a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Uh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero
I'm selling perico yo what's the deally yo
Uh, I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
Mucho trabajo poquito dinero