Lyrics Wishful Thinking - Big Punisher
[Chorus]
[Fat
Joe]
What
would
you
do
if
you
could
do
the
unbelievable
[Kool
G
Rap]
Once
you
rule
the
world
every
girl
will
want
to
be
with
you
[Big
Pun]
First
I
get
the
money
then
I
get
the
power
[B-Real]
B-Real
of
the
hill
eliminate
the
guitars
[Verse
1:
B-Real]
Thinkin′
of
takin'
a
plane
To
take
a
flight
out
to
the
red
light
And
smuggle
10
pounds
of
weed
Make
it
home
tonight
Be
the
number
1 smuggler
in
the
area
Got
enough
weed
to
fill
up
and
air
craft
carrier
Erb
slanger,
Hasila
Incorporated
State
to
state
and
over
seas
gettin′
faded
Buddah
king
had
seen
the
green
proton
I'm
bringing
it
on
right
back
home
to
Don
Many
different
strains
of
erb
in
my
brain
I'm
slippin′
through
customs
in
my
hydro
plane
Skunk
and
the
one
chocolate
ty
bud
Niggaz
lets
get
high
in
the
sky
hit
the
blunts
And
the
bongs,
fill
up
the
lungs,
niggaz
don′t
stop
Fools
get
sprung
when
they
get
there
smoked
up
for
crops
Like
gettin'
props,
where
all
the
soldiers
in
the
board
Yo
what
would
you
do
if
the
world
was
yours.
[Chorus]
[Kool
G
Rap]
What
would
you
do
if
you
could
do
the
unbelievable
[Big
Pun]
Once
you
rule
the
world
every
girl
would
want
to
be
with
you
[B-Real]
First
I
get
the
money
then
I
get
the
power
[Fat
Joe]
Joey
crack
twist
the
caps
enemys
I
devour
[Verse
2:
Fat
Joe]
Yo
it′s
only
a
dream
16
battin'
Beamers
and
Benz′s
Lying
penance
with
diamonds
ill
as
lacin'
in
a
face
with
avengances
Having
blocks
on
in
the
lava
parts
dome
My
mankind
with
crime
is
how
you
shine
if
you
can′t
rhyme
Dime
droppers
will
give
ya
fad
time
if
you
sleep
But
momma
single
be
mastera
heater
on
city
streets
In
the
east
I
be
known
as
Don
Cartegena
Claimin'
the
(?)
like
(?)
Lacin'
the
china
wit
Menida
To
seller
need
repeater
or
be
a
leader
Like
a
preacher
or
presume
a
steeper
Peep
the
shit
that
I
be
on,
sippin′
Don
Until
I′m
drunk
with
a
million
in
my
trunk
like
Nikki
Vons
Come
on
I
be
the
top
extortionist
Adopt
adopted
foster
kids
right
out
the
muthafuckin'
orphanage
Yea,
I
do
it
for
the
youth,
I′m
livin'
proof
All
my
peeps
in
the
streets
know
I
speak
the
truth.
[Chorus]
[Big
Pun]
What
would
you
do
if
you
could
do
the
unbelievable
[B-Real]
Once
you
rule
the
world
every
girl
would
want
to
be
with
you
[Fat
Joe]
First
ya
get
the
money
then
you
get
the
power
[Kool
G
Rap]
G
Rap
bustin′
the
gats
slangin'
last
by
every
hour
[Verse
3:
Kool
G
Rap]
No
doubt,
I
be
the
crime
story
of
all
ghetto
territorys
Soldiers
at
war
be
blowin′
up
niggaz
like
glory
With
pharmasoticle
lavatorys
Major
to
chemistry,
PHD
in
streetology
Degree
in
drug
industry
Combinin'
H²O
with
matter
from
crack
batter
Rest
it
through
molecules
scatter
Launchin'
rockets
to
make
the
pocket
fatter
Mind
bitin′
an
arm
starts
a
crime
G
equals
and
MC
dat
aint
near
the
square
son
I
gets
mine
But
yo
the
kill
the
fill
with
force
fields
and
shields
And
holy
steel,
a
nigga
keep
it
real
You
know
the
deal,
if
the
stakes
ain′t
to
high
for
me
to
grab
I
got's
to
have,
stack
all
the
cabbage
From
constructin′
a
drug
traffic
Police
a
jam
me
in
try
to
find
a
new
pot
to
frame
me
in
Aramians
so
I
resort
the
evil
thoughts
like
Damien
This
flame
of
fury
to
the
D-A
and
the
jury
100
grand
the
judges
hammer
slams
I'm
a
free
man.
[Chorus]
[B-Real]
What
would
you
do
if
you
could
do
the
unbelievable
[Fat
Joe]
Once
you
rule
the
world
every
girl
would
want
to
be
with
you
[Kool
G
Rap]
First
ya
get
the
money
then
you
get
the
power
[Big
Pun]
Big
Pun′s
the
same
son
bustin'
my
guns
for
the
Dollars
[Verse
4:
Big
Pun]
Yo,
I′m
walkin'
waters
Spit
fire
and
shit
Häagen-Dazs
Idolize
no
man
like
Conan
and
stand
beside
the
guards
Be
larger
than
life,
twice
as
nice
as
ya
idol
Pump
you
with
pride,
then
guide
you
str8
to
hell
like
the
bible
I'm
lible
to
start
manipulatin′
minds
infiltratin′
clown
'M
out
the
pitfalls
of
life
entice
with
nickle
plated
nine
It
seems
every
time
I′m
dream
I'm
in
a
nightmare
of
fiend
Livin′
a
world
of
mothers
and
queens
and
men
would
fight
fare
[Fat
Joe:
Hell
Yea!]
I
wish
I
could,
I
wish
I
could
Never
forget
this
whole
damn
world
aint
shit
I'm
just
a
hood
Yo
I
change
my
life
make
my
wife
and
get
the
chance
for
the
pain
And
physical
abuse,
give
her
back
her
best
years
Grab
my
chest
hairs,
pound
my
fist
on
the
hard
cement
Spark
the
scent,
and
cloud
the
sky
till
my
heart′s
content
Repent
and
vow
she
be
forgiven
How
could
we
be
proud
to
live
in
a
world
Which
condems
man,
child,
to
women
Child
to
women.
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