PUNISHER --
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Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
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Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
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Half a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
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That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
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That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
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The marriage, a bond of havoc and song
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This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you
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There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked
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in the closet of my castle of Grayskull
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I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
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My raps are like Capel, slashin' your face, you
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That's how a master degrades you
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I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
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I'm snatchin' his halo
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God I pray that you send my father back as an angel
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Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin'
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I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin'
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I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals
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That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable
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CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent (Biggie)
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Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the
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blah, blah, blah (Canibus)
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Lyrically I'm...<<scratches>>...I'm supposed to represent
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BLACK THOUGHT --
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Black Thought the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis
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Still with the Punisher, that's my accomplice
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Stressin' to emcees how they don't really want this
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Electrifying shit his excellency Thought spit
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These cats they sentimental such with a gentle touch
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Dancin' double dutch and all sayin' nothin' much
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My sound wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts
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New found ways of rippin' shit up, I de-ve-lop
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Your squad chest swell up, still you're mini-ay-ture to me
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Nature-ally I bring the extremity
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Musically intense with the globe in suspense
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Contemplatin' where the world traveler been since
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The Roots bless you with a strong record, long like a epic
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Immerse you in some 'ol next shit, ill poetic
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Thought from Illadelph somethin' like nothin' else
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My talk stomp like elephants upon every elf, cause...what...
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CHORUS -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
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Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
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Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
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You will lose...I must break you (Ivan Drago from "Rocky")
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Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
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Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
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Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...<<scratches>>...
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I'm supposed to represent
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PUNISHER --
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Ay-yo peace Roots east coast niggaz reppin' the streets most
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With heat, toast, and keep close more Phillies than Pete Rose
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These dos, niggaz that'll lift ya mentals
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Lyrics'll twist your temples into pretzels
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like the "Triumph" instrumental
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BLACK THOUGHT --
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My instrumental's the Renaissance, no resem-ba-lance
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To nothin' you come across, lyrical holocaust
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The crowd pleaser emcees freeze then catch seizure
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They praise the Lord of rap thesis, true believers
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PUNISHER --
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Just call me Baby Jesus cuz lady niggaz be praisin' me
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Just for the way I blaze to be crazily, tape to CD lasery
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It pays to be amazingly flavery
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Daaaaze 'em to my rhymes that basically hypnotize you occasionally
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BLACK THOUGHT --
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Occasionally as I focus on my next opus
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The way it's all fucked up and emcees is hopeless
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I leave your head wrecked as I erect scultpures
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My thought's just a fortress, approach this ferocious up-closeness
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Chorus -- Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
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Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah
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Lyrically I'm-I'm-I'm...<<scratches>>...
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I'm supposed to represent
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Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
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Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!"
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Lyrically..."You can't win!"
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Lyrically..."It's suicide!"
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Lyrically..."You've seen him, you know how strong he is!"
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Lyrically..."You can't win!"
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Lyrically..."You can't win!"
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Lyrically..."You will lose..."
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Lyrically..."I must break you..."
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Ly-ly-ly-lyrically <<scratches>> |