Fantastic Four Lyrics - Big Pun

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[Incomprehensible], Nature, Cam'Ron, LOX, Fabolous 

Yeah yo, yeah yo, peronas the crib sicker than Madonna's 

Gettin' more press then Elien Gonzalez 

Some niggas tell me I'm the hottest, I never cool off 

Criticize the shit I write but it's never too soft 

Snatch channels like I'm Disney half grizzlie unexplain 

When niggas see me they duck hoppin' I pass quickly 

Someone to laugh wit me get acquainted 

They know exactly when a niggas famous or livin' dangerous 

The kid got a glow like I just came home 

Try to dull me niggas that owe be hiding from me 

Changin' their names, screenin' their calls 

The dream cast in the crib never leavin' at all 

Playin' NBA 2K for two days straight 

Fifty dollars a game let me polish my gain 

Withdrawin' at the bank never deposit a thing 

Yo, I gotta make a dollar wit slang 

Yo, back in the day we was slave whips and chains 

It's tradition all I got whips and chains 

All I did flip some cane 

Now a nigga sick of the range only a new six could fix the pain 

Look at all these goose bumps round my wrist and veins 

Milton Bradley wanna get my game 

5-0 wanna frisk my frame, I don't deal wit cheap blow 

When I shoot no block sort of like a free throw 

Can't miss and one of you bitches burn me and I can't piss 

Got me itchin' like it's dandrif 

You gone see the back of cam hand quick you dam bitch 

I'm a stomp you stab you look at you you dam bitch 

Ya love I would dumb back out 

Everybody like killa when you come back out 

Listen I like rap 

Routine had to stop met a new connect got it 18 a whop 

Cops on payroll every block got blow 

We fight every night reunite then pop Mo 

That's how it is when you deal wit me 

And I don't feel TV only real TV 

Real money real gats real cats real girls 

MTV I'll show you the real world 

Cats run up on you splatter your white eyes 

That's only to make Saturday night live 

Lookin' for a casket got the right size 

Wanna bake a cake I got the right pies 

Crashed up the four now the right five 

Lookin' for beef you found the right guys 

Old folk say, "Cam stop your route 

Why you gotta get the guns just box it out" 

Listen that there is trife only fightin' is the doctor 

That's for your life 

As for your wife took her out just to tour town 

Bench press for what lift four pounds 

Tear up your car all four doors down 

Cats wanna box well heres four more rounds 

Yo, keep talkin' 'bout convertibles and your ice 

I'ma smack you yap you and murder you 

Keep talkin' 'bout your dawgs is this 

And you leavin' out the part that your dawgs is bitch 

Let's get straight to the point, ain't a nigga better than me 

I'm aggravated and I'm fed to the T 

If I gotta do joints and I'm sittin' for five 

When you remeniss about me say the nigga was live 

I got twelve arm robberies pendin' 

A dope charge, a gun charge hard to see holiday bendin' 

Wit a brand new case twenty niggas, the ride 

A spot OT and some brand new base 

Why say names you could get who ever you know 

I got the gun cocked ready to blow 

Don't compare his rhymes to mines 

Mines is real and his is just words and lines 

Now I'ma give it to you straight 'cause I don't cop no pleas 

Sheek Lush, a nigga who got lots of cheese 

Wit enough coke to stand on and slide like ski's 

And you could see your whole body on my HR vreethe 

How you wanna do this shit like the quick and the dead 

So I could cock back empty out the back of your head 

Do a drive-by go head I'm quick wit the heater 

I shoot threw you your car and threw the parkin' meter 

Look it ain't much to talk about, fuck you 

Fuck where you from, you better wear your gun 

Won't shoot nothin', but you will appear in court 

I put your brains everywhere so you could share your thoughts 

Few hot shells outta the chrome will leave you there 

Wit a funny smell like gun powder colon 

Listen everything's about the kiss the new dope out 

Sky blue CL 6 wit the new poke outs 

Tired of the speculation faggit everything is real here 

Ya ain't gonna get wreck on jason 

Hold down the fort could never be bought 

So I don't flip when the crackers wave checks in my facin' 

Rather start gunnin' 'cause soon as you start chasin' the money 

That's when the money start runnin' 

I drive by in a car service hope out wit mad nigga 

Pull my phone out like ya nervous 

Like ya don't know the kid stay hittin' benches wit kay's of the cane 

Leave strays sittin' inches away from your brain 

In them gray kitted bonzes I sway threw the lanes 

Now the nay's just sit and flinches when they see the chain 

Ya might not never come out my verses get heard 

I'm a hustler I don't sleep from the first to the third 

Take the [Incomprehensible] to Cali but the shots go quickly 

Put red spots on your neck and they not no hickeys 

The truck still got those Micky's and don't even pass it my way 

If it's not no sticky 

No matter where I'm at I pop regardless 

'Cause I get knocked I cut a check ya gone drop the charges 

Put three holes in head make 'em look like bowlin' balls 

Come threw in spring wit nikes that don't get sold till fall 

So I could hardly care 'cause the only way I see time behind bars 

If it's a Cartier, nigga nigga nigga 

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