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Whatcha Gonna Do - Big Pun
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo
It's hard to explain how my squad can harbor the strain
of being the largest name in rap since the almighty Kane
Acknowledge the fame my call was to reign the streets
from Harlem to Queens back to the Bronx who fathered the dream
Started this thing called rap where I reign supreme my team
Regardless of that I've seen things as far as the crack
that'll make the hardest largest artist heart just collapse
I'm part of all that that's why it's so hard to go back
and start from scratch
I'm locked and I'm trapped in a giant cage
Tryin to savor these few dyin days
I have left to the form of flesh; should I lie in my grave
I'm tryin to persuade my motto is try to be brave
and not give death the satisfaction of seein me dyin afraid
That why I rise from the grave singin church songs like
I was Je-sus Christ pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door
And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit
He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door
And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit
He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
'Til my last breath I'll have death before dishonor c'mon
And welcome drama yeah with open arms and a code of honor
My whole persona equals that of Gods
Definin' matters hard all before you even had a job
I'll stab and rob if I have to fuck it I'll blast you
Tell the devil it was Pun if he ask you
And let him know how we be deadin 'em show him my emblem
The tombstone the throne every millennium
A child is born that can preform at a level beyond
the expected four minute thirty second song
We reign supreme my team be all up in your dream
with the "kill anything" grill chillin' beside the guilotine
Executioner style black suit and a smile
Who's next to get their neck hacked loose in the crowd
Move from the aisle don't make me have to prove that I'm wild
Word to Cuban my crew killers y'all niggaz shoot in the clouds
Who's in the house Punisher straight from hell
Who's in the house Terror Squad motherfucker we the real
What the deal now you know that's how we roll
Hard core like BO bring in the corns baby bro
Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door
And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit
He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door

And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit

He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door
And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit

He ain't a rapper he'll kill you
Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes
Knockin' at ya front door
And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar holy shit

He ain't a rapper he'll kill you