aight...times up! i'll toss

you keep on sayin you is hard fool and you just gone piss me off,
like a bottle of hin, i'll come over there, shake you up and twist you off!
cause the battlefield just aint no place for bitches and ho's
man i will shit on you boy, and wipe you out just like a toilet bowl!
you is the illest of the Killas? man boy they call me the Punisha!
I'll Punish ya! I'll blow you brains all over yo furniture!
i will blow yo brains out all over my Sports Illustrated you're readin,
run home, sit down, turn the page, and See Just What You're Thinkin!
and Refurnish ya! you wanna bang? i'll blow yo ass into the streets
i got dis man so shook, he even dreams about me when he sleeps!
U on dat 'X' man, came into this battle thinkin you was the best,
so i stomped you and left you wit a red stop sign on yo chest.