Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Letter To Pun, artist - Cuban Link.
Date of issue: 15.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Letter To Pun |
Im just sittin back man thinking about all the good times we had |
Theres a lot of things been going on since you been gone |
I just thought it was time for me to sit down and write you a letter |
You know what I am sayin, a letter from the heart |
Yo, yo Before I take a shot, I always make a toast to the sky |
Blow somesmoke in the air so we both can get high |
At night I hold my rosarys tight and hope to get by Close my eyes and ask the lord why he chose you to die |
Though, I believe in God, I chose my own road cause of pride |
I dont abide to no bible cause most of them lie |
Lifes like a roller coaster ride, just try to hold on and drive |
Its all about surviving, one day we all gonna die |
I tried to hide all these feelings I was holding inside |
Cause they always told me thugs aint suppose to cry |
And show their emotional side |
But, it soaked up my eyes |
Cause I never had nobody really close to me die |
Couldnt understand it at first, so how do this work |
You were just here full of cheer, now I’m following your hearse |
Its outta this earth, I felt like I was damn with a curse |
Had to light candle in church to handle the hurt |
In retrospect, I always respect the man that you were |
A man of your word that always put his family first |
With talent superb all you wanted was to be heard |
And You got your chance all of your fans are proud of your work |
You made it outta of the dirt and got on top of the world |
But you still stood in the hood with your son and to little girls |
You in iced out chains, your wife was rockin the pearls |
You lived a ghetto fabulous life, the Bronx was your borough |
And when the fame came you never changed. |
You kept it so thorough |
We did the same thing, poppin champagne to we earled |
You shocked the world, twin, every time you rapped on a track |
You had cats like How this fat dude could flow like that? |
Is he black? |
Is he packin the mack in the back of the acc? |
The only Spanish rapper to snatch up a platinum plaque |
Thats a fact. |
Its been written in stones, from here to Rome |
When it comes to spittin them poems. |
You sit on the throne |
I wish you was home. |
Life is so different alone |
Spoke to Liza and the kids, little Chris is so grown |
Hes your own spittin image. |
Its just like you were cloned |
You know I treasure Manda and Sesha, like they were my own |
Lizas still tryin to get it together |
She had your back through the stormy weather |
For that, I will never forget her |
Times are tougher then leather |
As for me, things could be better |
I needed to clear my head up Thats why I had to write you this letter |
Since you been gone, Joes been stronger then ever, still with Laurena |
How can he go to bed knowing hes stealin your cheddar? |
About a mil or better. |
To me hes as real as pleather |
We built this together. |
Still, in all he had me set up I should of known better |
I let it ride for too long |
Let it slide for too long |
Let it hide for too long |
Now I am tryin to move on Without tryin to do wrong |
but my pride is too strong |
Im a ride through the storm |
With a hundred troops strong |
No bullet-proofs on Glocks cocked and locked and ready to shoot form |
Im just tryin to put you on twin, to whats going on A lot of back stabbin since you been gone |
A lot of whack rappin comin from the so-called Don |
A lot of black ballin happenin. |
No matter twin, I’m still going strong |
Tonys still singin songs, tryin to swing it along |
Hes no longer foundation, sayin Joe put him on Hes dead wrong |
Armeggedion still aint on Prospect- back in the projects, livin with moms |
Words born |
Remys the realist, she know what the deal is feelin like there is still a chance wishin you could come and heal us But the thrill is gone, I’m no longer part of that |
Im back where I started at Thats where my heart is at Cause God knows how hard I scrap |
To try to keep it from this |
I been a team player, he chose to play at his own risk |
Sunkiss still comes around, we still get down |
We puff a pound whenever Chuck and C come into town |
Toom is illin, hes down in Orlando makin a killin |
Buildin his own army with soldiers, ready and willin |
Me and Seis still be chillin |
Hes fine as well |
Still rhymin, still grindin, only time will tell |
Gillys stressed out, tryin to figure out his next route |
Feelin left out |
No more T. S, he checked out |
Xed out his tattoos, but he still got you |
B is still with me. |
Full A Clips our old school crew |
He stayed true, always been the coolest nigga we knew |
Boobys up in the videos with you know who |
You was the glue to the puzzle, the key to the struggle |
The reason I even chose to be in this hustle |
Twin, I love you |
No matter what or who tries to judge you |
Theres nothing worst than family and friends tryin to fuck you |
I stuck through it all, and this is what it all lead up to Its the closest ones to you that will stick it in and cut you |
So much for being humble. |
I’m comin through with the shovels |
Tombstones and all, and turn the hard rocks to rubble |
On the double, so you can be at peace with your troubles |
Cause even after death, you stress from all these scuffles |
Guzzle the liquor, snuffing walls till theres blood on my knuckles |
Watchin the devil chuckle, hopin I break down and buckle |
In this jungle, its all about survival of the fittest |
Though you died, you never rid us Twin your still alive in spirit. |
I can feel it I know your up in heaven right now |
Hangin out in thugs mansion. |
You and Pac, whilin out |
Livin the kings lifestyle, with platinum wings iced out |
Bet you and Biggie in the Angels lounge, poppin Crystal |
Getting high with Freaky Tah, lightin up white owls |
Thuggin it out with Big L, rollin dice on the clouds |
Aaliyah, smilin down. |
Left Eye is still type wild |
Buggin out, partyin, every bodys up in the house |
You kickin freestyles while Master J hypes up the crowd |
Aint no fights breakin out, its all love right now |
Im just writing down how I feel hopin you hear me Puttin my heart and soul in it, so you can see it all clearly |
I hold you dearly in my thoughts cause like you theres no other |
Sincerely Yours, Cuban Link, your twin your brother |
Baby I love you! |
I still got your back twin |
Your brothers here |
You even got your own day up in the Bronx |
We on top of the world |
Yeah I’m a ride with you baby |
Ill always ride with you til the day I die |
Thats my word |