Parental Discretion

Big Punisher Featuring Busta Rhymes

[Big Punisher]

Aiyyo I'm hard to talk to, if you live I probably thought you stalked you

where you walked to at night, caught you then tried to extort you

New York niggaz is trigger happy, got Pataki scared

This town ain't big enough for both of us AND I AIN'T GOIN NOWHERE

There it is, plain and simple like Jigga my game is mental

While slow niggaz better know I blow their brains out they temples

I'm into black magical torture romantic dramatical author

Compatible with the average New Yorker

A fast talker, like Tony when gas whores I'm the masked enforcer

out for the cash and the cho-cha

Smash the coca, bottle it up watch the fiends gobble it up

If I roll up, you do what? Swallow the stuff

I don't give a fuck anymore, I'm only twenty-four years old

and I've already broken every law

I'm horrorcore, this is for the heads

Runnin up in your crib, knot if you still hot in under the bed



Chorus: Busta Rhymes



Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes

Little kids -- GET OUT OF HERE!!! This shits is homicide!

Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs Bunny!

Little girls too; this ain't for you it's for the thugs honey!



[Big Punisher]

Hey yo my shit's the truth, 150 proof no question

Parental discretion advised, keep out the eyes of the youth

It's too explicit, bullshit! I challenge the statistics

Violence existed before our music was even suggested

Arrested on sight, it's like there's no rights

That's why I rhyme so aggressive and bring every message to life

I fight the power, spite the power the 90 percent

Keep 10 and feed Twin half for personal reasons

The seasons change.. things re-arrange, but I stay the same

Play the game, for the wealth, until I've made myself a name

So blame it all on the gangster rapper, thanks to Joey Crack

for the chance to do it my way like Frank Sinatra

I ain't a actor so it's all facts, strictly raw rap

Totally intended