Album Name

The Legacy: The Best Of Big Pun

Artist

Big Pun

Genre

POP

Release Date

2009.09.21

Release Agency

Sony Music

The harsh realities
of life is takin' toll
For even Jesus Christ
forsake my soul
Please tell me the price
to pay to make it home
Take control I'm makin' doe
but not enough to blow
J O's they lust
my flows but A-yo
I don't trust a soul
I know I need to
These evil streets
will meet you
Halfway than eat you alive
Tryin' to survive illegal
I leave you lost
Bounce you on the cross
rip you like a horse
Sacrife your life to a higher force
Than I stomp your corpse
it's the Bronx of course
Recognize the acsent
one of the last livin' still in action
General assassin'
catchin' an erect
blastin' any tech
Smashin' any chest
passin' any test
Charles Manson in the flesh
any last requests
Before ya meet your maker
so would your reaper wake up
Shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker
I'll take ya straight to hell
and fill your heart with maden
Incarnate your fate
in Satan's firey lake
Than I lock the gate
make no mistake
The Shit Is as Real as Joe
we follow the killers code
One becomes the you
tell me where do you go
Nowhere to run hide or find you
In silence you scream
and even if you kill me
I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams
You ain't a killer
you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to Cali
all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death
won't even talk that
East and West crap
Watch the left rack
It ain't where you're from
it's where's your gat
You made a grave mistake
shouldn't of come here
You changed your fate
your brains will make
a debut on the table
When I raise the stakes
the pain is great
But only for a second
is starts strong your lesson
Is when your restin'
The Armaggedon set in
left him with so much stress B.S.
Left him with no regrets yes
Welcome to hell son
the threshold of death
Face the serpent
I blaze the person
You get laced for certain
Even Jakes don't trace the work
So close the curtain
I'm hurtin' head severely
Really tryin' to bring the pain
There's nothing more satisfying
Then when you
cryin' screamin' my name
It's not a game it's Purple Rain
Floods and blood stains
Big Puns my thugs name
Bustin' my gun
that's my love thang
Slit the jug vein
snatch your Atam's apple
John Madden tackle your corpse
Then hoist it on the cross
at the Taben Ackle
That'll have to hurt
I'll work your body till it burst
The curse of Viva
slangin' brujeria first
I'm worse than anything
you ever been through
Sick in the head and mental
essentially meant to be so
When you awaken
your manhood will be taken
Faken like you Satan
when I'm the rhymin' abomination
You ain't a killer
you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to
Cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death
won't even talk that
East and West crap
Watch the left rack
It ain't where
you're from it's where's your gat
You ain't a killer
you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to Cali all
the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death
won't even talk that
East and West crap
Watch the left rack
It ain't where you're
from it's where's your gat
It's hard to analize
which guys is spies
Be advised people
we recognized who lies
It's all in the eyes chico
We read 'em and
see 'em for what they are
Thieves in undercover cars
takin' my picture
like I'm a fuckin' star
I'm up to par
my game is in a smash
Stash a million in the stash
Passport with the gas
first name and last
Ask anybody if my men are rowdy
Give me the mini shottie
I body a nigga
for a penny probably
I'm obligated to anything
if it's crime related
If it shine I'll take it
sill in my prime
and I finally made it
I hate the fact that
I'm the last addition
Probably stash magician
could of went to college
and been a mathematician
Bad decisions kept me
out the game
Now I'm strictly out for cream
doin' things to fiends
I doubt you'll ever dream
my teams the meanest
thing you ever seen
Measured by the heavens King
down to the devls mesimean
I never scream so loud
I'm proud to be alive
Most heads died by 25
or catch a quick 3 to 5
So be advised the streets
is full of surprises
It's not what crews the livest
when the survivors who's the wisest
You ain't a killer
you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to Cali
all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death
won't even talk that
East and West crap
Watch the left rack
It ain't where you're from
it's where's your gat
You ain't a killer
you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to Cali
all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death
won't even talk that
East and West crap
Watch the left rack
It ain't where you're from
it's where's your gat
You ain't a killer