[Big Punisher]What I gotta do let y'all niggaz know?I am THE NICEST . EVER . heh.Hardcore? Commercial?Whatchu wanna do, you wanna wile up, you wanna dance?Don't matter to me, I got it all locked down babyIt's not a game it's war, plain and rawBlood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the sawBring the pain to your door like death was knockinUnless you got my ends, I'ma make you twins with the Headless HorsemanHell extortion, sell your soul, live your dreamsDon't pay the cost then {*bam bam*} say hello to the guillotineA killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs likefiends for drugs, I don't need no loveGive me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honies and sex want hereI'll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressedYou fuckin with Chris - fuck Pun - dead the wrath for laterGet your calculator, go 'head Decapitator's back foreverCan't count how many heads I had to severHalf the niggaz I keep, I put em back togetherThat's the terror, cut open your girland make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo BillYou fuckin with reel to reel, rap axe maniacSound bwoy killer, hack hack chain-reactTwo for one - double the death, same priceWhat would Big say? "Huh, you know that ain't right"Chorus: {with samples from "Scarface"} repeat 2XIt's not a game pah. {sample}We're gettin paid hah. {sample}It's still T. Squad. {sample}"What you came for? Surgery, with the chainsaw!"[Big Punisher]Word to 'Pac and Big, my glock so big it can rock a bridgeDrop the midsection like the top of your wigAin't no bullshittin, gettin the full treatmentSpecial two heated missles, til your crew's leavin witchuI rip you in half - blast that ass through a glass windowLaugh a little, and dash in the S-Class limoThat's how we do it in the South BoogieWhere tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talkin loud to meWhy should I even consider your crew? Shit on your crewGet rid of your crew, what I'm fittin to doI split you in two, leave you? when I blast the shottyGrip you like dope and leave you there with half your bodyWe Rowdy like Roddy, probably robbin your stashCatch a body like Charlie up North, stashin knives up my assSurvivin the task, we the last ones leftBlast them tecs with clips, fast as fast'll spitAdd some tips for any, bastard bitch, pappin shitWatch me rep til the death from the bassonet, beotch!Chorus{*From Scarface*}Watch what happens to your friendYou don't want this to happen to youyou give me the money, okay?
