Beware

I gave you fair warning, beware I gave you fair warning, beware Yo, what you thought Pun's shit was weak? Now you can't sleep Gotta keep your eyes open wide and hide your face from the streets I'm like the beast with a warrant, far from a law man Gave you fair warnin', now you on the stairs fallin' I'm callin' out any rapper that I doubt, smack him in the mouth Throw him in the yoke, boom, then I knock him out No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files Twenty-shot auto Glock, blaow Benny Blanc Puerto Rock style With a twist of black, and I'm proud Twist your cap and I'm out Sleep with the fish-dips for yappin' too loud What's happenin' now? Niggas is hard as hell, but they Gargamels Pickin' on the smallest victim gives 'em heart to kill My squad is real and holds it down, the hardest regardless Besides of the largest We polish the floor with the rawest hardcore artists Flawless victory, ya niggas can't do shit to me Physically, lyrically, hypothetically, realistically I'm the epitome of catchin' wreck Catch you when you cash your cheque Smash you when you pass, then jack you for your fuckin' 'Lex Nothin' less than the best if the Squad did it Hard-headed niggas better beware and fear like God said it I gave you fair warning, beware I gave you fair warning, beware I gave you fair warning, beware I gave you fair warning, beware Ayo, I warned you, now all niggas could do is mourn you I'm born to kill and still thrilled to put it on you There's no regrets, remorse only results in loneliness Only the strong survive and strive through life as warriors All of us die, some of us kill, even massacre Who wanna try? Punisher will if you ask for it I'm hazardous for your health and Hell's your next stop For real, my shit's cocked, the world has just stopped I'm not the one you should be underestimatin' Come test your fate and I guarantee I'll be under investigation You can't handle the whole, I'll slam you on your skull Or we can go blow for blow like Evander and Bowe You never know However, though, I still hold the title When all my rivals have chance to dance with Mr. Homicidal Hand on the Bible, I swear to defend my crown I've been around since forever and never let it touch the ground Don't fuck around and catch a rude awakenin' My crew's basically waitin' patiently For you to move your patrons in Then we'll surround you, form Desert Storm and pound you Look around you, Terror Squad's everywhere like Soundview The Boogie Down do it like nobody, who are we? The foundation, you're facin' a whole army I gave you fair warning, beware I gave you fair warning, beware Yeah, yeah, yeah What's up now, partner? Know I'm sayin'? Think this is just some rap shit? We do this shit for real Terror Squad, nigga Fuckin' shoot the place up Motherfuckers know the time This motherfuckin' rap game Joe Crack, Big Dog Punisher, Full-A-Clips crew What the fuck? What Beware, beware, beware, beware, beware

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