Song Lyrics

I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember P, the one you got your whole style from?
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember me, the one you got your rhyme style from?
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from?

Yo it's the P

Yo, disperse from off this
Who the culprits
That claim to be the newest, rappin' bullshit
My rhymes, get Ruger endorsements, my song boost
And the tech sales through the ceiling
Let's talk with guns
Convo til the police come
Give you a red shirt with the wet hat to match
First max like it's Hamburger Hill for real
It's Red Dawn when the Mobb get it on, my outfit
Stuck on some wild out shit, all about it
We move gambit, through the overcrowded
Forthwith, pull out long fifths, extended clips
Point the nozzle and shift your back disc
Me and the clica, sit down and eat dinner
Wake up every mornin' write a new banger
That strike harder than your best attempt to sound like P
Or the H-A-V-O-C, nigga

I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember me, the one you got the technique from?
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember me, the one you got your freestyle from?
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember Deck, I told y'all protect ya neck

Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one
There's no escape from straight from the brain come the great one
My blade swung, decapitate your snake head
Slit your snake tongue, make one false maneuver you a mystery
Unsolved, the mob that we robbed's automatically involved
Musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs
Rock turtledove bowery suits and purple gloves
Me and you can have some fun
Make it a blast, you couldn't take the impact
With steel shoulder pads
Blood for blood
Veteran, covered in mud
Wounded in the midst of war
Still tradin' slugs gettin' major love
Way above you newcomers, I come thunderin'
With the heat of two summers when I enter the zone
Move mountains with the presence alone
Before the words rip through the microphone
Chrome dipped lyrics are known to split stone
You private eyes hone in
But can't seem to clone

I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember Pun, the one you bit your whole shit from?
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember Pun, I snatched away the moon and blew away the sun
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember Pun, the one with over a thousand guns

Prodigy, Deck and me, QB and Bronx trilogy
Lyrically hazardous for your wealth
Swing on your world's piece
Foil your plans, boil your grams, take a shine
Fold all your hands, spoil your mans, make him mine
Take all you made, call you gay on Hot 97
Drop by your dwellin' got the weapon right behind your melon
Ain't no tellin' when the bullet's behind the trigger
I do it to live niggas and Pulitzer Prize winners
You wouldn't survive nigga, if I chose you
Froze you from ear to ear, showin' your whole vocal
Who told you
You could roll through
My lyrics practically rose you
From the grave, like the Crow's do
Told you a long time ago, don't ever f*ck me
'Cause if I leave you half dead consider yourself very lucky
Very ugly from the face up, leave you laced up
Joey Crillz props, Cuban Link, triple seis what?

Albert Johnson, Christopher Rios, Eric Barrier, Jason Richard Hunter, Robert F. Diggs, William Griffin

The duration of Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy) is 4:19 minutes and seconds.