My Turn Lyrics - Yeeeah Baby - Big Punisher

Uhh, it's my turn, y'know what I mean? 

Get this motherfuckin' money y'know, shit 

Yeah, I went double, y'know? 

Niggaz goin triple, five, ten platinum 

Can't do what I do 

This is my game, this is me, y'know? 

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my respect 

Give me my burn or get slammed in your neck 

'Cause it's my turn I'ma reach to the top 

Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the glock 

'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn your wig 

Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib 

I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a trance 

But when the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance 

Fuck you and yours, make way, I'm comin' through the door 

And screw the law, breakin' the rules ain't nothin' new at all 

I'm true to all the shit that I done, check the clip in my gun 

Respect the click that I'm from or get lifted and stunned 

Dunn, you just a small fry, fuckin' with the fall guy 

Big Pun, The Honorable, all rise 

Sky's the limit, nuttin' less if my guys is in it 

For the right price, even Christ could get it 

Fast life we live it, all my memories are vivid 

I remember only minutes 

That's how I mentally get rid of all the enemies 

The spirits that definitely mimic my every melody 

And lyric which so heavenly rhythmic 

In magic do I build but math do be equally compatible 

And secretively battle you to reach my peak in equilateral 

I'm from the streets deep in the bottom yo ain't no Mario Brothers 

Official Bronx niggaz, quick to body yo' mother 

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my respect 

Give me my burn or get slammed in your neck 

'Cause it's my turn I'ma reach to the top 

Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the glock 

'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn your wig 

Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib 

I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a trance 

But when the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance 

Jesus H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the price? 

You scared to death I'll make you twice as afraid of life 

I bring sight to the game for every night you complained 

You couldn't see the light, I was bright in your brain 

Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your third lid 

Speak and observe with the mind 

What are blind sleep till they worth shit 

I'm earth wind and fire, the first one to fire 

Reppin' T. Squad since birth till I retire 

I wire your jaw, wire the walls with plastique explosives 

And riot the halls at the malls where all the crackers live 

Keep flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma come back with those kids 

From the back of the bridge 

I think two and touch means tackle the bitch 

I rap for the chips but I'm truly assassin' 

Four hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally handsome 

That's the pro, got beef with pun, you gots to go 

Mafia style, tear you a new asshole 

Flash your dough but you too cool for the captain 

'Cause I don't give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum 

And to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get your nut off 

'Cause in real life, you don't know 

I'll blow your motherfuckin' head off 

That's my motherfuckin' word, you understand? 

Thought we was a fuckin' joke, shit 

Terror Squad nigga, you don't know me 

You don't know my name, don't say it, you understand? 

Told you before I ain't no motherfuckin' rapper understand? 

Shit, I don't make no songs about rappers I don't like 

If I'ma make a song 

It's gonna be how I beat yo' motherfuckin' ass understand? 

That'll be the name of the motherfucker 

That's why I had to beat your motherfuckin' ass 

Featuring Tony Sunshine, T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. Squaders 

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my respect 

Give me my burn or get slammed in your neck 

'Cause it's my turn, I'ma reach to the top 

Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the glock 

'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn your wig 

Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib 

I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a trance 

But when the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance