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    "Capital Punishment" Lyrics

    Big Punisher

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    [Big Pun]
    It's mine; it's all mine you understand?
    At least me and my peoples
    Can you dig that?
    21st century -- thought I'd never see it
    Right around the corner, baby
    Ours for the taking

    [Verse one: Big Pun]

    Yo; I've seen child blossom to man,
    some withered and turned to murderers
    Led astray by the liars death glorifiers observin us
    Watching us close, marking our toast ??
    purposely overtaxin the earnings
    Nervous, burning down the churches
    They're scared of us, rather beware than dare to trust
    Always in jail, million dollar bail, left there to rust
    Let's call in order, give ourselves a chance to enhance broader
    Advance to where minorities are the majority voter
    Holdin my own, I'm livin alone in this cold world
    My sister just bought a home without a loan, you go girl!
    She's an exception, some people can leap to the impression
    See, me myself, I start flippin and fall victim to deep depression
    I'm stressin the issue here, so we can cross the fiscal year
    Tired of gettin fired and hired as a pistol-eer
    There's no longevity living off negativity
    Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery
    That's how the city be, everybody gettin they hustle on
    Judge singin death penalty like it's his favorite fuckin song
    Word is bond, takin my life you know they lovin it
    God 'F' the government and it's fuckin capital punishment!

    [Chorus: Prospect]

    Capital punishment, given by the government
    System so organized they get to you and who you runnin with
    Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones
    Totin the llello for life, the rightful heir to the throne
    We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams, Gods and Earths
    For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth
    First it's turnin tables, open our own labels
    Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment

    [Verse Two: Big Pun]

    I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies you'd be buggin
    My cousin JuJe, barely a juve', lost it and turned on the oven
    He wasn't playin, blew out the flame and started inhalin
    Barin a secret too deep to keep on the street for sharin
    Wearin the virus, Acquired Immune Deficiency
    Dishin his dick in every thick promiscuous fish in the sea
    Listen to me, shit is rough in the ghetto
    You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a snuff, we bust lead off!
    Get off your high horse, or die off like an extinction
    Boriquans are like Mohicans, +The Last of the Po'Ricans+
    We need some unity, fuck all the jeeps and jewelry
    The maturity, keeps me six feet, above obscurity
    The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado
    I guess the motto we promise to let you homage in death your motto
    Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol
    Not with a Z, but a P, cause Punishment's what I resemble!
    I lend you this if it expands yours, for you and yours
    A real man can't fall, he stands tall
    The Man's claws are diggin in my back, I'm tryin to hit him back
    Time to counteract, where my niggaz at?

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three: Prospect]

    You like that, it's Pun and Prospect
    We hold nines, own more treasure than gold mines, makin progress
    With Don Juan's, there's rules to be made, crews to be sprayed
    Dues to be paid, nuttin y'all can do to behave
    We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs
    Even though the government, tryin to take out our sons
    Rudy Gulliani trying to blind me, but I see reality
    Was raised with the street mentallity
    My strategy's why my battery never die
    The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never fall to the lies
    It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour
    Yeah, I want the glamour, laid up with cheese and trees in Atlanta
    While Cuban's smoked out like Ronald Isley with Havanas
    The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers
    This renegade blow through barricades like grenades
    I turn the sun to shade, then the night back to day
    Like the twenty-four hour rotation
    I know the location, it's just a little in-for-mation
    From the Squad, bringing the Terror for the nine-era
    And let it rain on your fine leather, nigga, what?

    [beat to fade]
    This song was submitted on March 9th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP.
    Written by Christopher Rios, Collin Dewar, Michael Dewar.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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