Here Comes the Horns

* send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Intro]<br>Yo what up, yeah yeah, that`s so it determine<br>Delinquent habits and the Puerto Rican bandit<br>"Big Pun" yo check it out yo<br><br>[Big Punisher]<br>Yo now thats the last straw<br>I ain`t wanna shatter your glass jaw<br>I rather blast it to levels that`s past yours<br>And left you all alone among the dumb<br>How you gone win a one on one were I`m from<br>That`s like throwing Pun a gun and trying to run<br>With no equal-belia, I turn a mil-lion, now its really on<br>Squeeze a mil-lion, freeze is killin`em<br>leave`em chillin` in front of a buildin-on<br>Squinting like he swallow hel-ium, the streets of Vietnam<br>An I`m the perfect weapon, who wanna learn they lesson<br>I burn they vest in less than thirty seconds<br>Teflon the steal lets get it on for real<br>I penetrate any plate with the fifty-mack god-drunill<br>I`m hard to kill like Aids, ganja still I blaze<br>You want the real I`m craze, don`t ever play around<br>I blaze you down like you weigh a pound<br>an spray the town with the mack hundred eighty rounds<br><br>[JuJu]<br>Zip the O.T., puffing on tron till I O.D.<br>Y`all mad cus all y`all hoes know me<br>Thugged out Dominican cat with a gold tee<br>Remotely resided here in Brooklyn till they deport me<br><br>Quote me "I`m nice with the hands don`t provoke me"<br>Matter of fact bite off your arms if you owe me<br>Locally holding New York down like Olkaly<br>And openly demolish you vocally<br>See money ain`t a issue I just spend it an laugh<br>Fill my pockets with shit never bend it in half<br>Fuck owning a car I just jump in a cab<br>Go to the Ave, heal my self buy me a bag<br>Back to the lab, doing it for Rick and for Gab<br>But all these niggas on my shirt tell living it drag<br>Isn`t it sad, wishing you making me mad<br>Don`t make me stab`em till they painfully shitting in bag<br><br>[Chorus]<br>All we wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce<br>We keep it moving shaking like they puff a whole ounce<br>All we wanna do is live our lifestyle fly<br>By merts to get me high by friends we get by, (2X)<br><br>[Ives]<br>Now the world way hand tech stretch<br>East to West todos pull up un street krons sketch<br>I bring bomb home grown from con seed<br>To some we all feel heads jump and get back to something<br>Now who the fool that blew through<br>That said who you?<br>Somos delinquentes Big Pun, and Juju<br>So time to break up-roll and piggy puff y`all<br>You could bring a libra and it wouldn`t be enough yo<br>Cus is a gun, clap your ribs up infested<br>Stick up, throw your clique up and get arrested<br>Cus when the sun sets the moon gone rise<br>With cheeky eyes with no surprise let the weed smoke rise<br><br>[Kemo]<br>The hypothetical scenario straight the imperial lyrical<br>Blaxican el baron pistolero cyclone taps again<br>Cracking your dome piece shaking your bone piece<br>Heads banging will be slanging to you hating suckas<br>With a new role don`t plan to complain<br>I wreck your frame<br>Bite your tongue before you mention my name<br>From L.A. to Nueva York where some vatos be slanging coca<br>While others be moving mota<br>Keeping trucha from the chota<br>Me and my crew we break on through to the other side<br>Words spread like the hepatitis virus shit<br>I need like Cyrus my platoon through the traitorous rains rise up<br>Proud of your name we had joy, fun, seasons in the sun<br>Put the wine in the zone like the season had begun<br>All but one in my son the latin seasons is upon us<br>With an open invitation to my sisters and my brothers<br><br>[Chorus]<br>All we wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce<br>We keep it moving shaking like they puff a whole ounce<br>All we wanna do is live our lifestyle fly<br>By merts to get me high by friends we get by, (2X)