Memorial For Big Pun

Now I feel bad. We always remember Biggie and Pac as hip-hop icons. It always seems like we miss out on and forget about Big Pun. I know Pac always gets thug love and the rumors of his imminent return from faking his death as well as the many verses he recorded to keep him in our thoughts. As for Biggie, well he just had a movie and there is always Puffy to remind us of B.I.G. .But who holds it down for the "Latin King" of hip-hop? Not Fat joe who continues to lose all relevance and lyrical ability with every waking breath. It's a shame because Pun blessed us with a classic first album that was true hip-hop yet had enough commercial splash to drive platinum sales.

Dog this song got so many radio spins that I thought I was going to throw up. It had to be getting played every fourth song on the radio. I skipped it on the album for like two years. But Pun had way more bangers on the album, with a lyrical ability that was basically unparalleled in his ability to flip vocabulary, metaphors, and similes with some ill gun talk. The second album wasn't as complete most likely because of his untimely passing. The man who seemed like the heir apparent to Pun, Cuban Link, then was dropped by Joe and Remy who Pun introduced to the world had her own set of issues with the TS leader.

Just watch that video and tell me dude wasn't one the of the hottest rappers ever. And Joe was spitting so much hotter because Pun was pushing him. One of the hottest set of verses in hip hop history:

[Big Punisher]
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Beatles'
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fuckin floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles shoot that fuckin whore
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily

[Fat Joe]
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, catch you at your mother's wake
Smack you then I wack you with my snub trey-eight

[Big Punisher]
I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children
like Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity fillin
Insanity's building up pavillion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child support

[Big Punisher]
Fuck the po-lice, I squeeze first, make em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, then launch em in the T-bird
The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased
Supposed to supply us with rights, tonight I hold my rosary
tight as I can, I'm one man against the world, just me and my girl
Black Pearl Athena my sena who keeps it real
You know the deal, we steal from the rich and keep it
Peep it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it

[Fat Joe]
Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto call me Don Cartagena
Kickin ass as I blast off heat, and
you never see me talk to police, so
you should know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit your throat, and I'll leave you right there
So beware it's rare that niggaz want beef, Big Pun speak
and let these motherfuckers know how we run the streets

[Big Punisher]
Fuck peace, I run the streets deep with no compassion, Puerto Ricans
known for slashin catchin niggaz while they sleepin, no relaxin
Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes
Three techses in the Jeep Lexus just in case police ask us
Street professors, Terror Squad, ghetto scholars
Fill the clips off, inflicts the fear of God when the metal hollers
Better acknowledge or get knocked down until I'm locked and shot down
Heather B couldn't make me put my Glock Down
Tell me that ain't fire. Try that shit Weezy.


  1. Yeah Pun was extra NICE makes you wonder how such a big dude have the breath control.. I mean you could hear Biggie breath on a record.. bun could rhyme for ever.


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