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Rakim

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Punisher Lyrics - Rakim

Kill him again 

 

Try to identify the man in front of ya 

But it aint the role, the gear or the money, the 

Swift intellectionist with plenty ya 

Bite, if its dark Ill spark every one of ya 

I throw a mic in the crowd its a question 

I got the answer it includes directions 

Go manufacture a mask show me after 

A glass of a master that has to make musical massacre 

 

Attack your wack till its handicapped 

Youll never hold the mic again, try to hand it back 

'Cuz every rapper that comes I cut off his thumbs 

Put a record to his neck if he swallows it hums 

Slice from ear to ear so till can hear better 

Before he bleed to death here, hear every letter 

And you can see quick and thick the blood can get 

 

If you try to change the style or the subject 

As I get deep in the rhyme Im becomin a 

Emcee murderer before Im done, Im a 

Prepare the chamber the tortures comin up 

Trip through the mind at the end youll find 

Its the punisher 

 

Kill em again 

 

I hold the mic as hostage, emcees are ransom 

Rhymesll punish em 'cuz they dont undertsand em 

I heat up his brain, then explain then I hand him 

A redhot microphone thats how I planned em 

Rhymes call information unite midnight 

Like a platoon putting bullet wounds in the mic 

If ya curse me, it aint no mercy 

Give him a autopsy, killed by a verse of me 

 

I took a kid and cut off his eyelid 

Kill him slow so he could see what I did 

And if he dont understand what I said 

Im pushing his eyeballs way to the back of his head 

So he can see what hes getting into 

A part of the mind that he never been through 

A journey is coming 'cuz ya getting sent to 

A place harder to find but its all in the mental 

 

I ran a brain scan to locate his game plan 

When Im through with his brain he aint the same, man 

Did he lose his mind or lost in his mind 

But this aint the lost and found because ya cant find 

Your foundation coasting, your mind is 

Drifting, in slow motion frozen 

 

Looks like another murder at the Mardi grass, B 

Too late to send out a search party 

Once ya out of ya head then ya cant get back 

I give em a map, but he still get trapped, so 

Prepare the chamber, the tortures coming up 

Trip through the mind, at the end youll find its the punisher 

 

Kill em again 

 

Dangerous rhymes performed like surgery 

Cuts so deep youll be bleeding burgundy 

My intellect wrecks and disconnects your cerebral cortex 

Your cerebellum is next 

Your conscience becomes sub-conscious 

Soon your response is nonsense 

 

The last words are blurred mumbled then slurred 

Then your verbs are no longer heard 

You get your lung fried so good youre tongue-tied 

He couldnt swing or hang so he hung till he died 

Reincarnate him and kill him again again and again gain and again 

I leave him in the mausoleum so you can see him 

 

I got a dead M Cing museum 

When I create em, I cremate em and complicate em 

You cant save em theres no ultamatum 

Mics lay around full of ashes with the victims name in slashes 

Got a long list and Im a get every one of ya 

Beware of the punisher 

 

Then Im a kill em again 

Wake em up kill em again 

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