The Punisher - Rakim

Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap Cuz he ain't worth jack Hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack Hand him his purse back I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal Like Nat King, I be rapping and tongue's packing The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony... Montana You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana C'mon-pana we need more rhymers Feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda I'm in Ivana with wine-a, try to match my persona Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma -- When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine Raw cure for pain I coat your brain like polyeurathane Simple and plain, I'll explain it in layman terms If you came to learn how to make fire, I'm-a make it burn! Higher and hotter than lava this scholar Is 'bout just as smart as MacGyver To put honor inside the heart of a lion Revolved in a life of crime (crime!) Fuck it I like the shine (shine!), Up in the white and lime (lime!) Comes with the pipe design Plushed out! (No doubt!) Both pockets about to bust out If you not in it for the spinach, GET THE FUCK OUT! Take a hike, we can even battle to make it right Go 'head lace the mic, you finished? Say good night... Head to head in the street, I'll leave you dead in your feet Settlin' beef, I'll even let you rhyme to the Benjamin beat But it won't matter, you dreams still gon' shatter It's a long ladder to climb and mine is on the stagger So get outta town, 'fore I hit you With the loudest sound you ever heard Desert bird player you outta bounds You need the Pun to dis you if your whole steez is unofficial I'll come and get you and let the desert E's tongue kiss you With one pistol and two clips, I'll make your crew do flips Like acrobatics, I'm charismatic, my gat is magic It makes rappers disappear, whisper in your ear Crystal clear, come here, let me kiss your tears Everything you fear is here, you ain't got to search further The first murder's the worst now I thirst further for reverse birth Every hurts, every curse word's already more offending Than Eddie Murph's worst I thirst for blood like a vampire, any man claimin' his game's tighter IS A GOD DAMN LIAR! I set 'em on fire, retire your train of thought Drain a quart of blood out your brain and leave you insane in the dark The king of New York! Lays his crown in the Boogie Down And sprays the town, with a Mac hoodied down I'm no joke! (Yuh!!) I soak your face with a sweeper Dying disgrace, I'll face your death through the speaker To fade out

Yeah, yeah (once again, back is the incredible) It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist Smashin' hits, make it hard to adapt to this Put pizzazz and jazz in this, and cash in this Mastered this, flash this and make 'em clap to this DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd Just pump the volume up, and play it loud Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it But me and the microphone is still magnetic Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock Dance floors just stop, the spot's scorchin' hot Hopin' I'll open Rakim Allah seminars Massage at the bar, smokin' ten-dollar cigars While I admire MIDI, with more vision than TVs I find it easy catchin' diabetes from fly sweeties Sit back and wait to hear a slammin' track Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around It's on, so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs Equations are drawn up in paisley form Mic, it stay warm, my flow is Evian Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra's style From the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China Split the mic open, fill it with somethin' potent to go in And take a toke then mental planes start floatin' Hot science is smokin', altitudes cause chokin' Product is hypnotic, you're soakin' and still smokin' Showin' better scenes than grams of amphetamines Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend Long as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin' I'ma move crowds to 2000 and somethin' I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around (yo) My rhymes and lyrics find spirits like a séance Since fat crayons, I write and display chaos My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam is I take advantage until the crowd go bananas What a rush! I hear cuts, then I lust to touch Microphones get clutched by the illustrious Word spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid Born with three 7's in my head In time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this To find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this Some of the things that I know will be in your next bible When I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo With the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around (Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back Yaknahmean? (Rakim Allah) 'Til death do us part, it's on (once again, back is the incredible) (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again back is the incredible The incredible, the incredible, the incredible Once again, back is the incredible Rhyme animal, the incredible

(I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable) Here's to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters Dough getters, fifty ways to make figures My niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters Like they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas When it's ugly, then the club is lovely Thugs be sipping Hennessey and bubbly To my comrades that keep it flaming hot On dangerous blocks, claiming spots Where the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers Forty-five holders, one of the high rollers Get respect in the hood, credit is good Knock it down lumberjack style, baby, extra wood Rock it all night long, the bang-a-thon baby Keep hanging on, we like it with the lights on Don't have to blow twenty thou' to get to know honey's style Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable) How about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure Broads on the floor, wall to wall There's more at the door, players ball to score 'Cause this right here is for all of y'all Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro You go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo And DJs play hits with hard bass kicks And then they display tricks like The Matrix Make the record fly undetected by the naked eye So just feel the vibe cause your ears never lie Nowadays DJs bags of tricks, graphic On some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it Classic, this kid got his craft mastered Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic Spin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is There it is (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all ha-ha-hail the honorable) To my elite peeps with the murderous mystiques I hit the streets with beats and they critique for weeks They be like "How that kid Ra reach the peak?" Pull out the heat and use my technique to speak It's dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids What part of the game this is in foreign languages They hold Ra's events in different continents Put my lyrical contents in monuments In ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh Mind travel, design style like apparel My fashions last long as a lifetime 'Cause I can see the future when the God write rhymes They're mad cause I managed to reign so long Like their chance to make money done came and gone This is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night And the sisters that be keeping this right, when I b on tha mic (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable)

Levantore! Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next level Wish they was a rebel with cerebral metal Inflex the bezzle with the peddle to the metal In a thug's paradise where love have a price So we love for life like thugs love the night They sell drugs for ice for the Benz with bug lights Some hug mics to the world, hung like parasites The likes lethal, the mics lead you A sneak preview, watch what we do and what the hood teach you I still see through the eye of a needle So I can watch people cause slug backwards is evil Levantore! Yo, what's this? Yo bust this. Yo it's time to up lift They think all we do is bust clips and puff splifs And plush whips and clutch chips and touch chicks Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog blocks Taunt cops with more props and we want not Panhandling with your mans and them Scrambling, gambling, plans to win While the cops clock em, thieves flock em Women watch em, traders wanna top em Ay yo what's the problem Before the narcs knock em opposite playas plot to rob em The ghetto got em, my man said it's rough at the bottom Levantore! Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the curse We went from 1st to America's worst On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the earth There's more prize for one another, and call shots 12 o'clock 'til the next ball drop All year around plus they shuffle non stop You think it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on top My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me And everybody's side of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn money and watch the century turn 20 Levantore! We all should, from the woods to the big city and the small hood Everybody should be welcome to the ball if we all could But we fall cause we brawl, yo it ain't all good We need to play right, stay tight with ya air alight Keep your game tight, no need to play trife Get cheese from the daylight to the late night And it shouldn't take death to appreciate life Before a lot parish, we got to cherish if Allah let us Let's give prop and merits till the block flourish In this metropolis, stay on top of this You know what the prophet is, be prosperous Levantore! Now we networking Respect the next person, it'll be less hurting Or left lurkin, while we kept our dreads working Connect set for certain, total networking Last chance to advance and stash grands If you have plans to have fam and mad land Own shine, condone crime or hold 9s I know what the problem is, killing our own kind To my flame throwers, train sober, remain soldiers Stay sane so these pretty dames can hold us Terror terrain rollers and Range Rovers so the train goers Claim your fame, maintain, till your game's over Levantore! Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the curse We went from 1st to America's worst On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the earth There's more prize for one another, and call shots 12 o'clock 'til the next ball drop All year around plus they shuffle non stop You think it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on top My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me And everybody's side of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn money and watch the century turn 20 Levantore!