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Album: Yeeeah Baby

Leather Face

[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 baby

It´s not a game it´s war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door like death was knockin
Unless you got my ends, I´ma make you twins with the Headless Horseman
Hell extortion, sell your soul, live your dreams
Don´t pay the cost then {*bam bam*} say hello to the guillotine
A killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs like
fiends for drugs, I don´t need no love
Give me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honies and sex want here
I´ll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed
You fuckin with Chris - fuck Pun - dead the wrath for later
Get your calculator, go ´head Decapitator´s back forever
Can´t count how many heads I had to sever
Half the niggaz I keep, I put em back together
That´s the terror, cut open your girl
and make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo Bill
You fuckin with reel to reel, rap axe maniac
Sound bwoy killer, hack hack chain-react
Two for one - double the death, same price
What would Big say? "Huh, you know that ain´t right"

Chorus: {with samples from "Scarface"} repeat 2X
It´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 bridge
Drop the midsection like the top of your wig
Ain´t no bullshittin, gettin the full treatment
Special two heated missles, til your crew´s leavin witchu
I rip you in half - blast that ass through a glass window
Laugh a little, and dash in the S-Class limo
That´s how we do it in the South Boogie
Where tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talkin loud to me
Why should I even consider your crew? Shit on your crew
Get rid of your crew, what I´m fittin to do
I split you in two, leave you ?? when I blast the shotty
Grip you like dope and leave you there with half your body
We Rowdy like Roddy, probably robbin your stash
Catch a body like Charlie up North, stashin knives up my ass
Survivin the task, we the last ones left
Blast them tecs with clips, fast as fast´ll spit
Add some tips for any, bastard bitch, pappin shit
Watch me rep til the death from the bassonet, beotch!

Chorus

{*Scarface*}
Watch what happens to your friend
You don´t want this to happen to you
you give me the money, okay?



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