Off the Books (Explicit) - The Beatnuts/Big Pun/Cuban Link

Written by：Les Fernandez/Jerry Tineo/Christopher Rios/The Beatnuts

Hey yo it's all love but love's got a thin line

And pun's got a big nine respect crime but not when it reflect mine

The sh*t I'm on is wrong but it lasts long

Pull a fast one then pun'll wake up with the stash gone

I'm mad strong and my cream is fast

Smoke the greenest grass my b**ch got the meanest a**

And a taste legit I don't have to waste a whole case of crist'

All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit

Lace the click cause we all share

It's all fair like love and war thug galore with the long hair

Big pun pun the name that makes the kids run

Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum

Come one come all if you wanna brawl

I'm the mighty thor clotheslining motherf**kers like Steven Segall

Cause all you gonna get is your a** kicked or up in a casket

That's it that's it that's it

Punisher bash it at last it's rappers that really blast sh*t

Cats getting big Willie niggaz like Billy Bathgate

Up in Jimmy's cafe having caviar

Cracking cristal at the bar smoking cigars living large

We rob and steal run with the mob doing jobs for bills

I'm hard to kill for real ni**a guard your grill

I like to chill spark an l and get high

I'm one hell of a guy fly pelican fly

Whattup duke o you know politicking papi chuco

I'm out here watching for jake getting this loot though

Shoot bro I got a waterproof suit yo

Swerving like a A K A in beirut yo

Squeezing out of automatic m3's and

Please you ain't seen no thugs like these

I can tell you lots of things that'll make you believe

In corona yo it's better to take than to receive

Your career's on life support and I'ma pull the plug

And have every thug shooting that beatnut **

In they blood no escaping this

Niggaz is going over their favorite sh*t for what to be taping this

World premier loud and clear

Lye and beer get the dough blow up the show

Dissapear jump in the cavalier

Feeling marvelous street pharmacist twist arboles

For pleasure bring your territory sever

Keep my workers under pressure got em saying f**k lester

But that's aight duke o my heart nowadays too cold

Don't give a f**k where you been what you done

Where you go you know peep this favorite

In black shades like a secret agent

We're night thieves roll up on you sleeves

We light trees bust these and stack cheese

It's off the hook this year

Making mad money off the books this year ain't nothing

But crooks in here

Getting mad money off the books this year

It's off the hook this year

Making mad money off the books this year ain't nothing

But crooks in here

Getting mad money off the books this year

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