Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Cipha Interlude, artist - Punchline. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Da Cipha Interlude |
| Check it, yo My presence is, overshadowin, we spit different |
| Your album’s like a bad stock tip, I lose interest |
| I’ma kinda nice, keep your distance |
| You beg to differ, that’s sicker |
| Somethin my mindframe can’t picture |
| For 'Pac I pour liquor, in peace may you rest |
| If only the best rappers die then I know that I’m next |
| Never impressed; |
| lyrically, shittin on crews |
| I rhyme first, what makes you think they checkin for you? |
| So you wanna battle? |
| Cobra gets vindictive, you ain’t heard? |
| Stomp a nigga face out, watch his teeth make love to the curb |
| Can’t say a word, he’s layin there emotionless |
| His head similar to a grape, crushed from a wine press |
| Oh what a mess, don’t stain the sheer Gucci dress |
| Curse me when (??) steps in your presence |
| You can’t do nothin less, but respect the na-na |
| Known to chop you into pieces like chefs at Benihana, uhh! |
| Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh; |
| yo. |
| Rockin it raw, exactly who I’m rockin this for |
| I’m rockin this for, Lyricist Lounge, hip-hop and that’s all |
| No stoppin there’s more, droppin this so cop this in the stores |
| Heard they needed a interlude, so I just had to record |
| a couple of bars of punishment, to show y’all niggaz who’s runnin shit |
| Songs of scorn, I squeeze a fist and crush buildings |
| and touch millions, man women plus children |
| Villains and such, Life as it Is the LP about to touch billions |
| You don’t wanna go bar for bar with these wild +Coyotes+ |
| that’ll turn the spot +Ugly+ if you out of line homey |
| Cause y’all niggaz done had your time to shine, spittin your game |
| Now that shit is gon’change dawg when Guilty bang |
| You need to really stop reachin like it’s somethin top secret |
| when we all know that the only thing you pop is Pop Secret |
| Yo the game is in me, these cats tried to bang it in me |
| The way these fools actin they deservin an Emmy |
| Uhh, yeah |
| Y’all should get your act together, and get motivated |
| My album highly anticipated, one of the greatest |
| A long drawn out victory |
| History with no mystery, it was so sick of me to drop concepts, buildin up the reps |
| Ideas sparked the mind of my peers, get you in gear |
| Confident, in my confidant, ruler renaissance |
| Tour de France, drink liquor for launch |
| Carte blanche wherever I go, never repetitive flow |
| Platin more seeds and watchin 'em grow |
| Yo, yo. |