Capital Punishment (feat. Prospect)

Yo, I've seen child blossom to man

Some withered and turned to murderers

Led astray by the liars death glorifiers observin' us

Watchin' us close, marketin' host is here to purchase

Purposely overtaxin' the earnings

Nervous, burnin' down the churches

They're scared of us, rather beware than dare to trust

Throw us in jail, million dollar bail, left there to rust

Let's call in order, give ourselves a chance to enhance broader

Advance to where minorities are the majority voter

Holdin' my own, I'm livin' alone in this cold world

My sister just bought a home without a loan, you go, girl

She's an exception, some people can leap to the impression

See, me myself, I start flippin' and fall victim to deep depression

I'm stressin' the issue here, so we can gross the fiscal year

Tired of gettin' fired and hired as a pistol-eer

There's no longevity livin' off negativity

Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery

That's how the city be, everybody gettin' they hustle on

Judge singin' death penalty like it's his favorite fuckin' song

Word is bond, takin' my life, you know they lovin' it

God, F the government and it's fuckin' capital punishment

Capital punishment, given by the government

System so organized they get to you and who you runnin' with

Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones

Totin' the yayo for life, the rightful heir to the throne

We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams, Gods and Earths

For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth

First it's turn the' tables, open our own labels

Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment

I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies you'd be buggin'

My cousin Chuchi, barely a juve', lost it and turned on the oven

He wasn't playin', blew out the flame and started inhalin'

Barin' a secret too deep to keep on the street for sharin'

Wearin' the virus, Acquired Immune Deficiency

Dishin' his dick in every thick promiscuous fish in the sea

Listen to me, shit is rough in the ghetto

You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a snuff, we bust lead off

Get off your high horse or die off like an extinction

Borinquens are like Mohicans, The Last of the Po'Ricans (Po'Ricans)

We need some unity, fuck all the jeeps and jewelry

The maturity, keeps me six feet, above obscurity

The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado

I guess tomorrow ain't promised unless you're Amish and death's your motto

Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol

Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble

I lend you this if it expands yours, for you and yours

A real man can't fall, he stands tall

The Man's claws are diggin' in my back, I'm tryin' to hit him back

Time to counteract, where my **** at?

Capital punishment, given by the government

System so organized they get to you and who you runnin' with

Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones

Totin' the yayo for life the rightful heir to the throne

We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams, Gods and Earths

For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth

First it's turn the tables, open our own labels

Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment

You like that, it's Pun and Prospect

We hold nines, own more treasure than gold mines, makin' progress

With Don Juan's, there's rules to be made, crews to be sprayed

Dues to be paid, nothin' y'all can do to behave

We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs

Even though the government, tryin' to take out our sons

Rudy Gulliani tryin' to blind me, but I see reality

Was raised with the street mentallity

My strategy's why my battery never die

The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never fall to the lies

It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour

Yeah, I want the glamour, laid up with cheese and trees in Atlanta

While Cuban's smoked out like Ronald Isley with Havanas

The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers

This renegade blow through barricades like grenades

I turn the sun to shade, then the night back to day

Like the twenty-four hour rotation

I know the location, it's just a little in-for-mation

From the Squad, bringin' the Terror for the nine-era

And let it rain on your fine leather, ****, what?