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Correct Whatcha Gon' Do? Lyrics
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Correct Whatcha Gon' Do?
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[Big Punisher] Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo, yo... It's hard to explain how my squad can harbor the strain Of being the largest name in rap, since the almighty Kane Acknowledge the fame, my call was to reign the streets from Harlem to Queens Back to the Bronx who fathered the dream Started this thing called rap, where I reign supreme, my team Regardless of that, I've seen things as far as the crack That'll make the hardest largest artist heart just collapse I'm part of all that that's why it's so hard to go back And start from scratch I'm locked and I'm trapped in a giant cage Tryin to savior these few dyin days I have left, to the form of flesh.. Should I lie in my grave? I'm tryin to persuade, my matto is try to be brave And not give death the satisfaction of seein me dyin afraid That why I rise from the grave singing church songs like I was Je-sus Christ ba-rum-pum-pum-pum [Big Punisher] [Chorus:] Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes? Knockin' at ya front door And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar.. Yeah He ain't a rapper he'll kill you (Repeat) [Big Punisher] Till my last breath I'll have death before dishonor (come on) and welcome drama(yeah) Wit open arms and a code of honor My hole persona equals that of gods Definin' matters hard all before you even had a job I'll stab and rob if I have to Fuck it i'll blast you, tell the devil it wuz Pun if he ask you And let him know how we be deadin' um' Show 'em my emblem, the tombstone, the throne, every millennium A child is born that can preform at a level beyond the Expected 4 minute 30 second song We reign supreme, my team be all up in ya dream Wit the "kill anything" grill, chillin' beside the guilotine Executioner style, black suit and a smile Who's next to get their neck hacked loose in the crowd, move from the aisle Don't make me have to prove that I'm wild Word to Cuban, my crew killers, y'all niggaz shoot in the clouds (Who's in the house) Punisher straight from hell. Who's in the house (Terror Squad motherfucker we the real) What the deal, now you know that's how we roll Hard core like bo bring in the corns baby bow (Chorus 2x's)
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