paroles de chanson Beware - Big Pun
I
gave
you
fair
warning,
beware
I
gave
you
fair
warning,
beware
What
you
thought,
punk?
Shit
was
sweet,
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
swallin'
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
happening
now?
Niggas
is
hard
as
hell,
but
they
Gargamels
Picking
on
the
smallest
victim
gives
them
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,
and
niggas
can't
do
shit
to
me
Physically,
lyrically,
hypothetically,
realistically
I'm
the
epitome
of
catching
wreck
Catch
you
when
you
cash
your
check
Smash
you
when
you
pass,
then
jack
you
for
your
fucking
'Lex
Nothing
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
Ayo,
I
warned
you,
now
all
niggas
could
do
is
mourn
you
I'm
born
to
kill
and
still
thrilled,
I
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
killed,
even
massacred
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
waiting
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
just
some
rap
shit?
We
do
this
shit
for
real,
Terror
Squad,
nigga
Fucking
shoot
the
place
up
Motherfucker
know
the
time
This
motherfucking
rap
game
Joe
Crack,
Big
Dog
Punisher,
Full-A-Clips
crew
The
fuck,
what,
beware,
beware,
beware
1 Intro
2 Beware
3 Super Lyrical
4 Still Not a Player (Remix) (Radio Version)
5 Intermission
6 The Dream Shatterer
7 Punish Me
8 You Ain't a Killer
9 Pakinamac - Skit
10 Caribbean Connection (feat. Wyclef Jean)
11 Capital Punishment
12 I'm Not a Player
13 Twinz (Deep Cover 98)
14 Boomerang
15 You Came Up
16 Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy)
17 Charlie Rock Shout-Skit
18 Fast Money
19 Parental Discretion
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