Artist: Big Shug f/ Guru Album: Who's Hard Song: Counter Punch Typed by: mullet_mitch@hotmail.com SHUG Yeah its time for me to step up and get me a piece of this mutherfuckin pie Yah nam sayin, I know you cats been waitin for the real Thats all I know, on this track somethings about to get broke up You got to respect that Its only right Word up I rock for niggas that box, pull triggers on glocks Hang out all day on hot blocks When you yell "lets go" they dont stop Their soul mission is to be on top This is a score for soldiers of war And veteran rap crews that go on world tour I stay lyrically fit to beat the shit Out of compit-ish that wish to flip Im comin through like 2 blows Crack your clavical Hot like calicoes, outta control I throw vicious hooks and upper cuts To knock you on ya butt im in your face screaming "what" And you supposed to be hard You get chased by attack dogs, up trees through backyards Guru hit me on the hip, theres gonna be some shit So grab your team and battleship Im bombin shit like NATO, you wanna play yo' I crush that ass like tomatoes Forever it be me and gu It aint a mutherfuckin thing you cats can do And what, what what what Counter punch and what And what what what Counter punch and what "the shit gets drastic they learn when I hit them" Niggas be near the stage ice grillin and posted up They dont know niggas with us be holstered up Ready to toast it up, they try to approach but they cant quite get..close enough Or they boun niggas snuff Counter punch counter punch beleedat Niggas be near the stage ice grillin and posted up They dont know niggas with us be holstered up Ready to toast it up, they try to approach but they cant quite get..close enough Or they boun niggas snuff Counter punch counter punch beleedat yeah "the shit gets drastic they learn when I hit them" GURU Its too late in the game for us to choke And you dont want to provoke these og's to go for broke We got outta state cat peelers, ex crack dealers Ex cons, dons and macs that stack skrilla And now we splittin the pie Bussin of a lick in the sky Soon as im spittin you die Instantly, you just a wimp to me My man premier orchestrates the breaks on this symphony And now you know you should respect your fathers Im understanding god as we continue this saga Me and my nigga shug, go hood to hood Understood, you tryin a buy props thats why you ridin the wood Its all good, from lou-hill ave to humbo Right here to NYC blazin trails like gun smoke Some toke, others be ready to fight ya See more beef than butchers beat you down or just snipe ya Counter punch Niggas be near the stage ice grillin and posted up They dont know niggas with us be holstered up Ready to toast it up, they try to approch but they cant quite get..close enough Or they boun niggas snuff Counter punch counter punch beleedat yeah "the shit gets drastic they learn when I hit them" SHUG I get 2 cats in a verbal crossfire And cock my hand back and slap the hellfire outta liars Chill out in cockpits, puff fly with pilots Aquire frequent flyer mileage All black on, shoes sway violet No matter how you flip it dun, I stay stylish The girl im wit you dream to get between her While I be on tour walkin the beaches of epa nema See my nina, you runnin high So id rather get the drop then punch you dead in the eye You scarred of me, you outta be, cause basically You just another wack ass mc Im deadly, sickenin like the flu You got 2 hours get out the game or ya through So, come front and I will bust your circumference Big shug aint ever havin, none of that nonsence Pass the word to ya team we out to lunch And they cant withstand the mighty blow of the counter punch And what, what what what Counter punch and what And what, what what what Counter punch counter punch "the shit gets drastic they learn when I hit them"