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Capital Punishment


Artist: Big Punisher
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 1999

Fast Money Lyrics - Capital Punishment - Big Punisher

I got the sweetest heist, million in cash, another 3 in ice 

Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus? Good thief the night? 

Here's the plan 

(Plan) 

We nab the man, bring a camcorder 

 

Grab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter 

Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethin' 

Here's the deal, we shatter his grill, and drill fuck him 

Oral torture, no doubt, the shit is holocaust 

 

In two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels 

It's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedal 

We got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto 

Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants 

 

Out for the fast cash, level advance 

Takin' a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot 

Tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran 

 

Movin' on the stash, first we get the cash 

For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy 

Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced 

Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place 

 

Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin' the locks in the back entrance 

Payin' attention, not tryin' to get knocked and catch a fat sentence 

Not to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so 

They got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco choke hold 

 

Their security system's linear laser protection 

No sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectin' 

Inspectin' the vault, for weapons assault, second of course 

It's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in Epsom salt 

 

Rep in New York is the cat burglar, the fat murderer 

Slippin' the clip in the Mac, inserter 

Hurtin' your pockets, droppin' your stock to zero profit 

Holding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks 

 

Back to the top again, hand the grand prize 

The safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes 

I cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at gold 

Passed the dough to Cuban started movin' for the back real slow 

 

That's when I heard the sirens hopin' that my ears was lyin' 

Knew we was dyin' when I saw the guard we tortured cryin' 

Pointing at the building screamin', "I can see them, kill em" 

 

Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civilians 

Still inside nowhere to hide nowhere to run 

Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns" 

 

Movin' on the stash, first we get the cash 

For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy 

Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced 

Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place 

 

Movin' on the stash, first we get the cash 

For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy 

Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced 

Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place 

 

Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away 

Let's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day 

I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was diesel 

Said, "See you in hell, coppers" and started poppin' like it was legal 

 

We need a plan, if we can make it to the van 

Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle Dan 

Me and my man are runnin' out of ammo, I got about a handful 

Of Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my ankles 

 

I trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel 

Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shield 

I filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remaining 

Cuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining" 

 

I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourself 

Blaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave 'em hell" 

For real, that's when I heard the tires screechin' 

Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin' 

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