Find Out (feat. Big Punisher & Prospect) - Fat Joe

*Phone conversation* [Fat Joe] Since day one, niggaz died at the Don Cause I was anon, now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated Quadripalegic any squad that wanna squab when I'm heated Not even God can believe it, the way we regulate And levitate, heavyweight niggaz like they was featherweight Every day I do the same thang It's the paid game, to amputate more body parts than gangrene [Big Punisher] Yo this a man's game, it's a shame how niggaz truly mock me But who can stop me, from breakin niggaz off like Fujiyaki? My crew's probably the only niggaz that really live the lyrics Niggaz really fear us, they must of heard we really killers We're Philly fillers and 40 guzzlers with millimeters And army cutters Willie niggaz that laundry dollars I'm Nostradamus predictin the future, my position is crucial With a known friction obsession addicition to shoot ya *BLAM* [Fat Joe] Hey yo I'm better off dead than givin the feds the satisfaction Subtractin my freedom have me missin in action [Big Punisher] A fraction of y'all, raw like Colt to the jaw The rest of y'all, fear war, and couldn't follow out the protocol [Fat Joe] Joe the God is like the angel of death, strangle your neck That's why Don Cartagena's the name your respect [Big Punisher] I bring the pain to your chest, that'll make you question your threshold Flex like you been forced, still "bless you" like a chest cold We destined to explode, that's why I stay on flip mode Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go Chorus: Big Punisher Every man in this world has a destiny Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me; unless you just Def dumb and blind you know the pedigree Better get ready because I'm veddy and there ain't no gettin rid of me (Repeat 2X) [Fat Joe] Uh, uh, uh, yo! Somebody hold me back, Joey Crack's about to load the gat And blow this track to the stars like the zodiac Hold me back this max n better, out for the ass n cheddar But fast cash don't last forever [Big Punisher] I asked the felons, if I don't stay wrapped in leathers And hats with feathers, I got all the ostriches actin jealous Track the trailers in chrome black Cateras Two hundred inch Mickey Thompson's, flown back from Paris [Prospect] Dat dats the illest, these body tracks make a rap killings Others is trying to stack billions out in crack buildings My destiny was to shine,? to climb Especially in time, with the recipe in mind From the jump start, they ain't have to pump hard in this I was a part of this, and marvelous stats, it wasn't hard to miss And yo, I had to burn cats like arsonists and still continue Whose on my menu? A record deal they couldn't lend you I had to burn my glock and earn my spot The time flew by, had to turn my clock And start with a new resume, not really that bitch named Des'ree She ain't really my dream there's a better way -- what? Prospect'll have to collect dough Dialin 905 to L-A-X with somethin I was tryin to drive A life that's trife for what I wore in the fuckin? A thug in pain, I swear to my little cousin's grave Chorus 1X [Big Punisher] Every man in this world has a destiny Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me; unless you just Def dumb and blind you know the pedigree Better get ready because I'm dead in a minute if you're? *Phone conversation*

I don't give a fuck! Til I die, I'ma live it up Hit em up, nigga what what, nigga what? Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz Where you at Prop? Aiyyo it's off with his head Let the blood-shed, cause all my thug sons'll bust lead Yo I rep like one of the best, my Mac numbin your flesh They on tracks but they runnin from death Who fuckin with 'spect? Yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep Comin correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz What the deal Twin? Yeeeah baby! Aiyyo it's off with his head Slap the shit out the Devil and tear his horns off his head Aiyyo it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah Til then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster I ain't ready to die, bury me alive But if my nigga got beef, we goin together tonight Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz What you say Twin? Aiyyo it's off with his head Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared It's hard to survive,? armor hold? this tribe And takin niggaz lives, so what? They tryin take mine What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you? This murder I write, pushin a hearse, let me chaffeur you Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz What the deal son? Aiyyo it's off with his head Nigga I was born in the fuckin Dawn of the Dead I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21 Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop til I'm done So either call the cops, or bust a shot - nigga uhh Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz Hold me down Pros' Aiyyo it's off with his head Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin his bed I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9's and be like fuck rhymes And puff dimes, slippin on front lines and lust crimes You better trust mines, I'm down for the cause Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz What the deal kid? Aiyyo it's off with his head Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red Aiyyo I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin to jump Got the whole left side of my face twitchin and stuff Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz Take us home Dunn Aiyyo it's off with his head He ain't really want it so he lost it instead "Picture Me Rollin" like 'Pac in the drop, my style too hot To figure out, oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out My trigger shout through your area code The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz til I'm high with my niggaz Now it's on Twin - now it's on Twin Yeah, hah, now it's on Twin Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armaged-deon Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squaaaaaaaaad.

No, no Hoodcelebrityy When your back's against the wall You can't trust no one at all In a world full of evil, you know they pray for you to fall When I'm gone tell my story, have it written on the wall I will get the story, a real hood story Gotta find my way out Please hold on tight to me Gotta find my way out Claim fake promise to me Gotta find my way out I gotta find the way out Gotta find my way out But these streets don't love you But I gotta find my way out, makin' love to money now And they tell you "stay humble" But I gotta find my way out trapped in the dark now It's like my whole life crumble But I gotta find way out, the streets don't love you Just tryna find my way Gotta find my way out Please hold on tight to me Gotta find my way out Claim fake promise to me I gotta find a way out I gotta find a way out Gotta find my way out Mama prayin' for me, prayin' for me Every night me go to bed, mama pray for me These streets don't love me So every night me go to bed, me tellin' mama pray for me, pray for me But I gotta find a way out Seem like it's no way out 'Cause everytime I'm turnin' Every bridge get burnin' Gotta find my way out Please hold on tight to me Gotta find my way out Claim fake promise to me I gotta find a way out I gotta find a way out Gotta find my way out Please hold on tight to me Gotta find my way out Claim fake promise to me I gotta find my way out I gotta find my way out Gotta find my way out

I shook your hand I may have smiled I was just tryin' to be nice But you forced your way into my life And now it's years from then And you're still hangin' around With no respect for personal space You're always right there in my face Callin' you a stalker is a little harsh But that's almost what you are You're always showin' up When you're not invited Here is something that I've finally decided I gotta tell you You're a punisher You're unbearable You are terrible Punisher You just torture us And I have had enough Punisher You have got to go How can you not know That you drive me crazy It's amazing how annoying you are Now here you come again Makin' yourself at home But no one even likes you Can't you get that through your skull Don't you see the dirty looks Don't you notice I don't keep in touch You're pushy You're pushy You're pushy And I've been pushed around too much I guess you're too crazy to see The nuisance that you are But you have reached the end of my toleration And now it's finally time for a confrontation I gotta tell you You're a punisher You're unbearable You are terrible Punisher You just torture us And I have had enough Punisher You have got to go How can you not know That you drive me crazy It's amazing how annoying you are Callin' you a stalker is a little harsh But that's almost what you are You're always showin' up When you're not invited Here is something that we have finally decided (I gotta tell you) You're a punisher You're unbearable You are terrible Punisher You just torture us And I have had enough Punisher You're unbearable You are terrible Punisher You just torture us And I have had enough Punisher You have got to go How can you not know That you drive me crazy It's amazing that it went so far! Punisher You're a punisher! Punisher

Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah Uh, Lotta money in here Uh, Terror Squad Now and forever Top of the world, Tun Yeah, uh Yeah, uh They call me Joey Crack my name'll never be forgotten Livin' in the NY city thats rotten Niggas on the block still screamin' and plottin' Wonderin' if my squad gon stop bubblin' But we not cuz we all still shinin' You average, We floss four karat diamonds Layin' up in the plushes suite Wit the thuggish freaks She love to eat plus bust the heat We touch the streets wit the same principles Everyday gotta get this cash know it makes sense to you Joe Crack one in a million Get cash from drug deals But still keep the weapons concealed Build wit the gods Todays madd fast cars Who copped what and got shot comin' out the bar My repitore is far beyond belief Y'all ain't much to me Honestly you can't fuck wit me (Chorus)-Big Pun It's my life, my money, my world My girls, TS electrify the sky like the 3rd rail Want us to fail cuz you on our dick But as long as every song is rich you can't tell me shit We been doin' this since Prince was the bomb Before he changed his name and started making wack songs Before the trigger talk and the heat wit chalk Was our last resort and niggas took it to the streets I live the plush life Nothing on my wrist but crushed ice Bumpin' the heist in the GS wit the bug lights Just the life that the playa portrays Lookin' laced in my FJ560's It's many ways that we gon get it Look how many years we don did it Cop land and build a home in it That's all I ever wanted dreamed of Create a mean buzz Slick C.R.E.A.M. and show my team love You see us on B.E.T. Rockin' ice blue suits pardon the jewlery Is the same fat kid from the Ave of Trinity It's been around three years since my last LP But it gets no better than this Consecutive hits You on some Jealous Ones Envy shit Conpetitive bitch I got my enemies mapped out No doubt Take the leer jet to Cali theres a party up at Shaq's house You don't wanna compare counts pull ya stash out The ultraviolet from my ice will make you pass out My niggas force black outs Shoot up ya skate key You love to hate me Pushin' the dope ass ride doin' a hundred-eighty (Chorus)-Big Pun (Ad-lib til end) Yeah, gon ride for you Yeah, uh, uh, uh Gon ride for you Gon ride for you (Ha, Ha, Ha, Huh) Yeah, We gon ride for you We gon ride for you Yeah, We gon ride for you, motherfuckin' gon ride for you Ha, yeah, Everybody in the struggle Hold ya head baby, Uh Yeah, Charli Rock LD, Big Surge, Big Frank, Big O Huh, We gon ride for you, best believe I'ma ride for you Ha, ha, yeah I'm gon ride for you, best believe we gon ride for you Terror Squad, 9-8, New Millenium Joey Crack, realness 1 (7X's) Tony Montana, Yeah what

Like who the fuck gone play with say I'll shoot you in your face I be out here going ape make me put you in your place Tay k ima do the race swerve knock em out of place Yeah we know where he stay com play & you gone meet the grave I hate da slangs say a name & ima buss a nigga brain If you blinging ima real nigga snatch a nigga chain don't do no gang Only brothers round me gone leave a stain don't play no games What you said I ain't friendly don't say my name bitch "Yeah I know they fucking with that they gone b fucking with that fr but look watch this fuck with this fr" All the opps be talking shit till they meet this fucking stick 30 for a pussy bitch why you steady pulling dick no I won't miss won't stress the shit Just wait till I catch the bitch god gone need to bless the bitch it was me who blitz your click Got the drop I took the pick Ramsey intercept his shit I flip da pack then send the hit He another off the list now switch the shit I need a brick my brother orchestrate the hit He tender thanking with his dick I got the drop from my lil bitch We pull up bitch get on the ground don't move don't make a fucking sound we gone gun a nigga down if he try to move around Nigga know I'm 10 toes down when I'm spending thru the town Bitch I'm posted in that raq yeah I'm strapped up with my gat nigga bet not try to jack ima take off that boy hat dumb