Johnny Ghosst, Fat Joe, Big Pun - Deadalus lyrics

Ready for war, Joe
How you wanna blow they spot?
I know these dirty cops that'll get us
In if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready
Meet me at Vito's with Noodles
We'll do this dude while
He's slurpin' spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fuckin' floor
Joey Crack, buck 'em all if they move
Noodles, shoot that fuckin' whore!
Dead in the middle of Little Italy
Little did we know that we riddled
Some middlemen who didn't do diddly

It'll be a cold day in Hell
The day I take an L
Make no mistake for real
I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch you at your mother's wake smack you
Then I whack you with my snub three-eight

I rub your face off the Earth
And curse your family's children
Like Amityville
And drill the nerves in your cavity fillin'
Insanity's buildin' a pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy
That humanity's dealin'
A villain without remorse who's willin'
To out your boss forever
And take all the cheddar like child support

I support Pun in anything he does
Anything he loves
My brother from another mother
Sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me one of
The best might be even better
Leavin' niggas kneelin' on they right knee
Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture
You small change, I'm blowin'
Out your brains, gettin' richer
Hit you with the Mac
(Mac) , smack your bitch, nigga what?
You gettin' stuck
My trigger finger's itchy as a fuck
Truck jewels
(Jewels) , cruisin' in the Land
Bumpin' "Cash Rules"
Last crew to want it caught
A hundred tryna pass through
That's true! (So who the next to get it?)
TS the best that did it
(Get it off your chest, kid, admit it
And it's)

Yeah, and you don't stop!
Twenty-shot Glock with the cop-killers
Fill 'em to the top