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    "You Ain't A Killer" Lyrics

    Big Punisher

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    [Verse 1]
    The harsh realities of life is takin tolls
    Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul
    Please tell me what price to pay to make it home
    Take control, I'm makin dough, but not enough to blow
    J.O.'s, they lust my flows, but aiyyo, I don't trust a soul
    That's all I know or need to, these evil streets'll meet you
    halfway and eat you, I laugh tryin to survive illegal
    I leave you lost, bounce you on the cross, rip you like a horse
    Sacrife your life to a higher force
    Then I stomp your corpse it's the Bronx of course recognize the accent?
    One of the last livin still in action, general assassin
    Catchin any wreck, blastin any tech
    Smashin any chest, passin any test, Charles Manson in the flesh
    Any last requests before you meet your maker?
    Sew what you reap a wake up, shakin up a storm like Anita Baker
    I'll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate
    Incarcerate your fate in Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
    Make no mistake, "The Shit is Real" as Joe, we follow the killer's code
    When we come for you, tell me where will you go?
    Nowhere to run, hide, I'll find you and and silence your screams
    And even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin dreams

    You ain't a killer, you still learnin how to walk
    From New York to Cali all the real niggaz carry chalk
    Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
    From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat

    [Verse 2]
    You made a grave mistake
    Shouldn't of come here, you changed your fate
    Your brains'll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes
    The pain is great but only for a second
    It starts strong then lessens
    Just when you restin the Armaggedon sets in
    Left him with so much stress (T.S.) blessed him with no regrets (yes)
    Welcome to Hell son, the threshold of death
    Now face the serpent, I blaze your person you get laced for certain
    Even Jakes don't trace the work so close the case to curtains
    I'm hurtin, head severely really tryin to bring the pain
    There's nuttin mo' satisfyin than when you cryin screamin my name
    It's not a game, it's Purple Rain, floods and bloodstains
    Big Pun's my thug's name, bustin my guns, that's my love thang
    I split the jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple
    John Madden tackle your corpse
    then hoist it on the cross at the tabernacle
    That'll have to hurt, I'll work your body 'til it burst
    Then curse tu vida, like a Brujeria verse
    I'm worse than anything you ever been through
    Sick in the head and mental
    Essentially meant to be the soul frentic mental
    When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
    Fakin like you Satan, when I'm the rhymin abomination

    [Hook - 2X]

    [Verse 3]
    It's hard to analyze which guys is spies, be advised people
    We recognize who lies, it's all in the eyes chico
    We read 'em and see 'em for what they are
    Theives in undercover cars, takin my picture like I'm a fuckin star
    I'm up to par, my game is in a smash
    With half a million in the stash
    Passport with the gas, first name and last
    Ask anybody if my men are rowdy
    Give me the mini-shottie I body a nigga for a penny probably
    I'm obligated to anything if it's crime related
    If it shine I'll take it, still in my prime and I finally made it
    I hate the fact that I'm the last edition
    Probably a stash magician
    Could of went to college and been a mathematician
    Bad decisions kept me out the game
    Now I'm strickly out for cream
    Doin things to fiends I doubt you'll ever dream
    My team's the meanest thing you ever seen
    Measured by the heaven's King, down to the devil's mezzanine
    I never screamed so loud, I'm proud to be alive
    Most heads died by twenty-five, or catch a quick 3 to 5
    So be advised, the streets is full of surprises
    It's not what crew's the livest
    One that survive is who's the wisest

    [Hook - 2X]
    This song was submitted on March 9th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Christopher Rios, Richard Frierson, Richard A Frierson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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