Whatcha Gon` Do? Lyrics

Whatcha Gon` Do? lyrics

[Big Punisher]

 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 savior these few dyin days

 I have left, to the form of flesh..

 Should I lie in my grave?

 I'm tryin to persuade, my matto is try to be brave

 And not give death the satisfaction of seein me dyin afraid

 That why I rise from the grave singing church songs like

 I was Je-sus Christ ba-rum-pum-pum-pum

 

 [Big Punisher]  (Chorus)

 Whatcha gon' do when Pun comes?

 Knockin' at ya front door

 And he wants waaaaaaaaaaar..yeah

 He ain't a rapper he'll kill you

 

 (Repeat)

 

 [Big Punisher]

 Till my last breath I'll have death before dishonor

 (come on) and welcome drama(yeah)

 Wit open arms and a code of honor

 My hole 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 wuz Pun if he ask you

 And let him know how we be deadin' um'

 Show 'em my emblem, the tombstone, the throne, every millennium

 a child is born that can preform at a level beyond the

 expected 4 minute 30 second song

 We reign supreme, my team be all up in ya dream

 wit 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 bow

 

 (Chorus 2x's)