Funkmaster Flex, Fat Joe, Big Pun - Fat Joe & Punisher Freestyle lyrics
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Funkmaster Flex, Fat Joe, Big Pun - Fat Joe & Punisher Freestyle lyrics]
Power from the street lights
Made the place dark
But yo they didn't care, they turned it out
Uhh, you know what this is, South Bronx
Fat Joey Crack representin the realest
I got my man Big Dog Punisher in the house
Yo Punisher, let these niggas know
Brothers are rappin like Iraqi soldiers
Actin like they crackin boulders
When they pack a cap that
Won't attack a blowfish always talkin shit
Players that rather balk than pitch
And often counterfeit, Kings of New York
On Mr walken's dick
You make me sick to my stomach
You don't really want it
Riffin like you sniffin coke
To scare me but you barely blunted
You really done it now you got me mad
Morenos be like, "Papi's bad, "
Makin fakers cocky when I'm drivin back
Many thought it couldn't happen
Joe is never rappin
He was always get loot off the crack and
Fuckin with them heavyweights
Who had shit sewn in every state
The very sight'll make the
Average man defecate
Livin the life of stock bonds and cars
Word bond
I be gone I'll be worshiped like Nicky Barnes
It's on - you don't want no confrontation
Kill the communication
Or suffer from multiple lacerations
I keep a Desert Eagle cocked
Back in my tuxedo with my top hat
What you funny motherfuckers know about that?
Lookin Doug E fresh in my double breast
Like a pimp, eatin shrimp, gumbo
Bubble bathin
In the jumbo jet, set, on auto-pilot
Gonna fly it to Puerto Vallarta
Charter a chopper on top of the Hyatt
Business chatter's over shrimp
And lobster platters
At Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier
Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday
Inn, so I can get her and a friend
Menage a trois livin the life of a star
Overweight overpaid
Pockets bustin out the seams
While you niggas havin limousine dreams
I got you all sized up, niggas wise up
A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up
For you hilarious comedians
I'm at the Marriott with deviants
And rentin chariots to carry us to various
Evening events
Eating the best up in Jimmy's Cafe
Extorting wannabes for all their G's
Fuck it, just gimme half
I make it last, with the dough I got, if not
I blow your spot, if not, Joey Crack please
Load the Glock
Let these niggas learn the hard way
The word to God way
The motherfuckin murder mob way
Fuck that fuck that fuck that!
Funkmaster Flex keepin it realer
Made the place dark
But yo they didn't care, they turned it out
Uhh, you know what this is, South Bronx
Fat Joey Crack representin the realest
I got my man Big Dog Punisher in the house
Yo Punisher, let these niggas know
Brothers are rappin like Iraqi soldiers
Actin like they crackin boulders
When they pack a cap that
Won't attack a blowfish always talkin shit
Players that rather balk than pitch
And often counterfeit, Kings of New York
On Mr walken's dick
You make me sick to my stomach
You don't really want it
Riffin like you sniffin coke
To scare me but you barely blunted
You really done it now you got me mad
Morenos be like, "Papi's bad, "
Makin fakers cocky when I'm drivin back
Many thought it couldn't happen
Joe is never rappin
He was always get loot off the crack and
Fuckin with them heavyweights
Who had shit sewn in every state
The very sight'll make the
Average man defecate
Livin the life of stock bonds and cars
Word bond
I be gone I'll be worshiped like Nicky Barnes
It's on - you don't want no confrontation
Kill the communication
Or suffer from multiple lacerations
I keep a Desert Eagle cocked
Back in my tuxedo with my top hat
What you funny motherfuckers know about that?
Lookin Doug E fresh in my double breast
Like a pimp, eatin shrimp, gumbo
Bubble bathin
In the jumbo jet, set, on auto-pilot
Gonna fly it to Puerto Vallarta
Charter a chopper on top of the Hyatt
Business chatter's over shrimp
And lobster platters
At Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier
Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday
Inn, so I can get her and a friend
Menage a trois livin the life of a star
Overweight overpaid
Pockets bustin out the seams
While you niggas havin limousine dreams
I got you all sized up, niggas wise up
A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up
For you hilarious comedians
I'm at the Marriott with deviants
And rentin chariots to carry us to various
Evening events
Eating the best up in Jimmy's Cafe
Extorting wannabes for all their G's
Fuck it, just gimme half
I make it last, with the dough I got, if not
I blow your spot, if not, Joey Crack please
Load the Glock
Let these niggas learn the hard way
The word to God way
The motherfuckin murder mob way
Fuck that fuck that fuck that!
Funkmaster Flex keepin it realer