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You Ain't A Killer

アーティスト：Big Pun  アルバム：Capital Punishment 

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[Verse 1] The harsh realities of life are takin' toll 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 'ey yo, I don't trust a soul That's all I know or need to, these evil streets'll meet you Halfway and eat you alive tryin' to survive illegal I'll leave you lost, mount you on a cross, whip you like a horse Sacrifice your life to a higher force, then I'll stomp your corpse It's the Bronx of course, recognize the accent? One of the last livin' still in action general assassins 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? Sow what you reap or 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, this shit as real as Job, 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 [Chorus] You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death, won't even talk that East or West crap From Watts to LeFrak, it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat [Verse 2] You've 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 [?] stress (T.S.), blessed him with no regrets (Yes) Welcome to Hell, son — the threshold of death Face the serpent: I blaze your person, you get laced for certain Leavin' Jakes no trace to work from — close the case like curtains I'm hurtin' head severely really tryin' to bring the pain There's nothin' more 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'll slit your jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple John Madden-tackle your corpse to hoist it on a 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



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