Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Letter To Pun , by - Cuban Link. Release date: 15.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Letter To Pun , by - Cuban Link. 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 |
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