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  • 作词 : R. Frierson
    作曲 : C. Rios/R. Frierson/N. Wyclef Jean
    Caribbean Connection -Big Punisher
    Written by :C.Rios/R.Frierson/N.Wyclef Jean
    Warning
    Yo wanna rumble with Pun ha
    Sh*t on the whole industry
    Yo who puff more Owls than Pun Pile
    On more styles than Pun
    Who the only one with over a thousand guns
    Running up in niggas cribs like I paid the bill
    Make you squeal the combination to the safe for wealth
    I lace your grill with the fire starter
    Hit your wife with the from the shower powers I devour
    I'm all about the fundamentals like Pun and pencil
    A piece of paper a decent caper and someone to strafe you
    My mental's compatible with the radicals
    My oddessey type qualities allow me to poli'with animals
    Niggaz is canibals and the ghetto's a jungle
    Where you either bet all your bundles or struggle
    On the simple and humble
    My niggaz'll rumble with any man for a Benny Fran
    Try to imagine what they can sacrifice for twenty grand
    Niggaz'll slice you and dice you into a thousand pieces
    And pound out we jettin to the ground Uptown
    Up in the Boogie Down swallow the team pile on the green
    Surrounded in green like flowers in Spring
    For now I'm a King
    So it's more than money all the honies
    Used to call me Punny 'Cause my fam was always hungry
    But now we rollin lovely and you feel worse want my money
    Let your steel burst 'Cause I'd rather see you in hell first
    I'm selling perrico
    Yo what's the deally yo
    I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
    Yo yo yo keep the lights keep the camera all I want is the action
    The battle's on where I roam in composition
    A hardcore crowd waitin to see if I break
    Like your first time in jail
    When you got f**ked by an inmate
    It'll never happen I'm on balance like a Libra
    And if I get murdered
    Don't Cry For Me Argentina
    Pour me a cup of vodka bury me next to my father
    In three days I rise like Christ and still sober
    Now my eyes open in my hands I got the Gatling
    I'm looking for the guy
    That sent me to say hi to Satan
    Fists of fury you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
    I turn Mr.Rogers Neighborhood topsy turvy
    Foes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionary
    This ain't Pictionary all you see is the cemetery
    Bodies from World War I and II is there
    You don't want a third war that's nuclear warfare
    So Big Pun count the stacks make it fast
    Illegal money turns legal now we runnin a laundromat
    Your hunchbacked and wack rap is packed in your backpack
    Your better off in D.C.with the mayor smoking crack
    Yo this ain't a diss
    Wyclef bomb threat
    Run out of the building or get blast in your Guess
    Tec for Tec or we can go text for text oh
    I forgot you don't read
    So take this hole in your chest-blaow
    Hide the blood give you the gun run and hide
    So when the DT shows up he thought it was a suicide
    Suicide it's a suicide
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : R. Frierson
    [00:00.157] 作曲 : C. Rios/R. Frierson/N. Wyclef Jean
    [00:00.314]Caribbean Connection -Big Punisher
    [00:01.661]Written by :C.Rios/R.Frierson/N.Wyclef Jean
    [00:09.823]Warning
    [00:10.834]Yo wanna rumble with Pun ha
    [00:14.881]Sh*t on the whole industry
    [00:16.547]Yo who puff more Owls than Pun Pile
    [00:18.825]On more styles than Pun
    [00:20.164]Who the only one with over a thousand guns
    [00:22.770]Running up in niggas cribs like I paid the bill
    [00:25.645]Make you squeal the combination to the safe for wealth
    [00:28.460]I lace your grill with the fire starter
    [00:30.520]Hit your wife with the from the shower powers I devour
    [00:33.696]I'm all about the fundamentals like Pun and pencil
    [00:36.538]A piece of paper a decent caper and someone to strafe you
    [00:39.558]My mental's compatible with the radicals
    [00:41.737]My oddessey type qualities allow me to poli'with animals
    [00:44.647]Niggaz is canibals and the ghetto's a jungle
    [00:46.890]Where you either bet all your bundles or struggle
    [00:49.21]On the simple and humble
    [00:50.384]My niggaz'll rumble with any man for a Benny Fran
    [00:53.550]Try to imagine what they can sacrifice for twenty grand
    [00:56.382]Niggaz'll slice you and dice you into a thousand pieces
    [00:59.95]And pound out we jettin to the ground Uptown
    [01:01.225]Up in the Boogie Down swallow the team pile on the green
    [01:04.746]Surrounded in green like flowers in Spring
    [01:06.734]For now I'm a King
    [01:07.838]So it's more than money all the honies
    [01:09.661]Used to call me Punny 'Cause my fam was always hungry
    [01:12.503]But now we rollin lovely and you feel worse want my money
    [01:15.652]Let your steel burst 'Cause I'd rather see you in hell first
    [01:24.359]I'm selling perrico
    [01:26.15]Yo what's the deally yo
    [01:27.327]I'm Uptown making moves just like Castro
    [01:32.609]Yo yo yo keep the lights keep the camera all I want is the action
    [01:43.868]The battle's on where I roam in composition
    [01:46.809]A hardcore crowd waitin to see if I break
    [01:49.271]Like your first time in jail
    [01:50.426]When you got f**ked by an inmate
    [01:52.277]It'll never happen I'm on balance like a Libra
    [01:55.91]And if I get murdered
    [01:56.216]Don't Cry For Me Argentina
    [01:57.859]Pour me a cup of vodka bury me next to my father
    [02:00.875]In three days I rise like Christ and still sober
    [02:03.787]Now my eyes open in my hands I got the Gatling
    [02:06.365]I'm looking for the guy
    [02:07.344]That sent me to say hi to Satan
    [02:09.249]Fists of fury you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
    [02:12.79]I turn Mr.Rogers Neighborhood topsy turvy
    [02:14.816]Foes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionary
    [02:17.580]This ain't Pictionary all you see is the cemetery
    [02:20.575]Bodies from World War I and II is there
    [02:23.256]You don't want a third war that's nuclear warfare
    [02:25.989]So Big Pun count the stacks make it fast
    [02:28.636]Illegal money turns legal now we runnin a laundromat
    [02:31.743]Your hunchbacked and wack rap is packed in your backpack
    [02:34.502]Your better off in D.C.with the mayor smoking crack
    [02:37.05]Yo this ain't a diss
    [02:38.925]Wyclef bomb threat
    [02:40.388]Run out of the building or get blast in your Guess
    [02:43.55]Tec for Tec or we can go text for text oh
    [02:45.811]I forgot you don't read
    [02:47.06]So take this hole in your chest-blaow
    [02:48.957]Hide the blood give you the gun run and hide
    [02:51.78]So when the DT shows up he thought it was a suicide
    [02:55.05]Suicide it's a suicide