My World Lyrics - Big Punisher

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Uh, lotta money in here 

Uh, terror squad, now and forever 

Top of the world, tun, yeah, uh, yeah, uh 

They call me Joey Crack, my name'll never be forgotten 

Livin' in the NY City that's rotten 

Niggas on the block still screamin' and plottin' 

Wonderin' if my squad gon' stop bubblin' 

But we not 'cuz we all still shinin' 

You average, we floss four karat diamonds 

Layin' up in the plushes suite 

Wit' the thuggish freaks 

She love to eat plus bust the heat 

We touch the streets wit' the same principles 

Everyday gotta get this cash 

Know it makes sense to you 

Joe Crack, one in a million 

Get cash from drug deals 

But still keep the weapons concealed 

Build wit' the Gods 

Todays mad fast cars 

Who copped what and got shot comin' out the bar 

My repitore is far beyond belief 

Y'all ain't much to me, honestly you can't fuck wit' me 

It's my life, my money, my world 

My girls, let's electrify the sky like the third rail 

Want us to fail 'cuz you on our dick 

But as long as every song is rich you can't tell me shit 

We been doin' this since prince was the bomb 

Before he changed his name and started making wack songs 

Before the trigger talk and the heat wit' chalk 

Was our last resort and niggas took it to the streets 

I live the plush life 

Nothing on my wrist but crushed ice 

Bumpin' the heist in the wit' the bug lights 

Just the life that the playa portrays 

Lookin' laced in my FJ560s 

It's many ways that we gon' get it 

Look how many years we don' did it 

Cop land and build a home in it 

That's all I ever wanted dreamed of 

Create a mean buzz 

Slick C R E A M and show my team love 

You see us on B E T 

Rockin' ice blue suits pardon the jewelery 

Is the same fat kid from the ave of trinity 

It's been around three years since my last LP 

But it gets no better than this 

Consecutive hits 

You on some jealous ones envy shit 

Competitive bitch 

I got my enemies mapped out, no doubt 

Take the leer jet to Cali, there's a party up at Shaqs house 

You don't wanna compare counts, pull ya stash out 

The ultraviolet from my ice will make you pass out 

My niggas force black outs, shoot up ya skate key 

You love to hate me 

Pushin' the dope ass ride doin' a hundred-eighty 

Yeah, gon' ride for you, yeah, uh, uh, uh 

Gon' ride for you, gon' ride for you 

Yeah, we gon' ride for you, we gon' ride for you 

Yeah, we gon' ride for you, motherfuckin' gon' ride for you 

Ha, yeah, everybody in the struggle, hold ya head, baby, uh 

Yeah, Charli Rock ld, Big Surge, Big Frank, Big O 

Huh, we gon' ride for you, best believe I'ma ride for you 

Ha, ha, yeah I'm gon' ride for you, best believe we gon' ride for you 

Terror squad, 9-8, new millennium 

Joey Crack, realness 

Tony Montana, yeah, what