Funkmaster Flex

Funkmaster Flex - Freestyle - Fat Joe & Punisher lyrics

[Fat Joe]

Power from the street lights made the place dark

But yo they didn't care, they turned it out..

Uhh, you know what this is, +South Bronx+!!

Fat Joey Crack representin the realest

I got my man Big Dog Punisher in the house

Yo Punisher, let these niggaz know

[Big Punisher]

Brothers are rappin like Iraqi soldiers

Actin like they crackin boulders

when they pack a cap that won't attack a blowfish

Always talkin shit, players that rather balk than pitch

and often counterfeit, Kings of New York

on Mr. Walken's dick

You make me sick to my stomach, you don't really want it

Riffin like you sniffin coke

but scared because you barely gun it

You really done it now you got me mad

Borenos be like, "Papi's bad,"

makin fakers cocky when I'm drivin back

[Fat Joe]

Many thought it couldn't happen, Joe is never rappin

He was always get loot off the crack and

fuckin with them heavyweights, who had shit sewn in every state

The very site'll make the average man defecate

Livin the life of stock bonds and cars, word bond

I be gone I'll be worshipped like Nicky Barnes

It's on -- you don't want no confrontation

Kill the communication, or suffer from multiple lacerations

[Big Punisher]

I keep a Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo

with my top hat, what you funny motherfuckers know about that?

Lookin Doug E. Fresh in my double breast

like a pimp, eatin shrimp, gumbo bubble bathin

in the jumbo jet, set, on auto-pilot

Gonna fly it to Puerto Vallarte

try to reach whoever is choppin the highest

[Fat Joe]

Business chatter's over shrimp and lobster platters

at Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier

Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday

Inn, so I can get her and a friend

Menage a trois livin the life of a star

Overweight overpaid, pockets bustin out the seams

While you niggaz havin limousine dreams

I got you all sized up, niggaz wise up

A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up

[Big Punisher]

For you hilarious comedians, I'm at the Marriott, ??

To rentin chariots to carry us to various

evening events, eating the best up in Jimmy's Cafe

Explore the wine that be four ? G's

fuck it, just gimme half

I make it last, with the dough I got, if not

I blow your spot, if not, Joey Crack please load the glock

Let these niggaz learn the hard way

The word to God way, the motherfuckin murder mob

[Fat Joe]

Fuck that fuck that fuck that!

Funkmaster Flex keepin it realer

Hot 97, Joey Crack, Big Dog Punisher

Bulletclips, WHAT!

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