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I shatter dreams, like Jordan, assault and batter your team

Your squadron'll be barred from rap

Like Adam and Eve from the garden

I'm carving my initials on your forehead

So every night before bed

You see the BP shine off the boardhead

Reverse that, I curse at the first wack

Nigga with the worst rap, ‘cause he ain't worth jack

Hit him with 1000 lbs of pressure per slap

Make his whole body jerk back

Watch the Earth crack, hand him his purse back

I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your soul

Master the flow, niggas be swearing I'm blacker than coal

Like Nat King, I be rapping in tongues, packing the ones

Magnums, cannons and Gatling guns

It's Big Pun, the one and only son of Tony Montana

You ain't promised mañana in the rotten manzana

C'mon, pana, we need more rhymers

Feel the marijuana snake bite; anaconda

A man of honor wouldn't wanna try to match my persona

Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind, like Nirvana

Comma and go the whole 9 like Madonna

Go try to find another rhymer with my kind of grammar