The Foundation lyrics

Artist  : Tony Touch Featuring Big Pun, Sunkiss 
Song : The Foundation
 


[Verse 1]
When there's beef whoo I come
through with the cray troops
Rip up your
fucking legs turn them jeans to daisy
dukes
Spray your trucks, spray your coops,
spray your Kawasaki bikes
Starting hockey
fights - Tyson lefts Rocky rights
Your moms a
khaki dyke, your father dress in drag
Stick
out his chest and brag how he molest a
fag
like father like son
bet you rock
Victoria Sec's sit on the toilet then leak
and
take it raw up your cheeks
tonight I might just
take a buddha spot
Dread better take me to the
pot
ain't no killer I just shoot alot
I
ain't no boxer I just punch alot
jabbing
niggas in they belly's got them spitting up they
lunch alot
fuck a Merry Christmas
yo thats
the terror day
my father was murdered that
night so I don't celebrate
If santa hit my
chimney with them bozo clothes
Ima make the
.44 blow
fill his fat ass full of holes holes
holes

[Chorus]
why you play
knowing
that my style is Y2K
you can die
today
nigga there's a price to pay
fight
for game
we could bounce from night to
day
cause only one of us is leaving alive,
ok?

[Big Pun]
Who wanna wrestle Chris
a.k.a. Pun the exorcist
Your neck can twist
like an owl
when I piledrive its
effortless
who next to get suplexed off the
roof ledge
20 feet in the ground
pass the
blueprints
life's long
but cut it off short
trying to fight strong
you soft think you can
handle the force of the 24 inch pythons
strike
one, I cut out your eyes and leave you Ray
Charles
strike two, you outta here nigga, this
ain't baseball
it's hardcore - for my street
rapping outlaws
quick to clap something
but
rather go out for the South Bronx
South Bronx
niggas got it tone
I shoved the shotty chrome
up a nigga ass
stuck a motherfucking maricon
cause daddy's home
Kids, don't make me lie to
you
Cause everybody can die right now, mami
too

[Chorus 2x]

[Sunkiss]
Aiyyo
I respect ho's who scam food stamps, wics and
shit
also work a nine-to-five driving whips
and shit
gasing niggas for their chips and
shit
?? laps tops getting over on some offense
em shit
you might think I be promoting this
songs here for the selling
how we live
some
work, some are career felons
we laugh at
house-a-dity ho's and niggas geling not
conceded
but Ill show you the feist that
reduce the swelling
when my moneys involved,
yo anybody's for the snaking
some niggas who
may think is yo fams, the ones thats
faking
Lemme find out, dadd'ys stealin my
bacon
you see me pull a .9 and start poppin
like I'm Turbo from "Breakin'"
I had that cat
folding, rolling aces no faking
Talk this,
dump him in the furnace in the basement
with
no traces
Im a hit em first then pay off a
witness to spit a verse
to get rid of his
dental work
do ya'll niggas think it will
work
well ima make ya'll believers
cause
I'll be damned cuz moneys comin up short
like the Keeblers
I make ya'll feel in some
breathers
see Sherrif with the heaters
six
in your piece
leave the shells line your toes
like Adidas
this nigga is off the
meters
yrical glocks, gunnin dem down
too
many Big and Pacs running around
its just me
and the 400 pound
Sunkiss with original
sounds
repping the Bronx, huh
you know we
mean now

[Chorus]