Lyrics
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready
Meet me at Vito's with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin' spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack
Buck 'em all if they move, Noodles shoot that fucking whore
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you then I whack you with my snub trey-eight
I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children
Like Amityville I drill the nerves in your cavity filling
Insanity's building a pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child support
I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the best, might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling on they right knee
Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture
You small change, I'm blowing out your brains gettin' richer
Hit you with the Mac, smack your bitch, nigga what?
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck
Truck jewels, cruising in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules"
Last crew to want it caught a hundred trying to pass through
That's true (so who the next to get it?)
TS the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it and it's)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(Twenty shot Glock with the cop killers fill 'em to the top)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(Joey cracks the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(We'll make it hot nigga, what? Bring it, I blow your whole spot)
Yeah, and you don't stop
It's still 187 on an undercover cop