Toe to Toe lyrics

[Intro: Cuban Link, Big Pun]
Yo, what up Cuba?
Yo, man, yo, hold me down real quick, kid
n*ggas wanna f*cking front, know what I'm saying?
Ayo, let's do this, baby
Let's go around the corner, one on one?
One on one, twin

[Hook: Big Pun]
Let's go toe to toe
Any stupid ass can blast a foe
And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe
Somebody let me know
Who's not afraid to go blow for blow
And show how real n*ggas really roll

[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Yo, n*ggas know not to front, I can knock a chump
Out the box and just stomp, f*ck a Glock or pump
So pop the trunk and grab your .38
I'll snap your f*ckin' vertebrae and match your early date
To the pearly gates, my murder rate is phenomenal
What I'ma do is crush your abdominals
Save the talk for Donahue
This I promise you, Big Punisher gotta keep it real
A puerto rock gorilla blowin' spots like godzilla
A crowd thrilla' in the rap arena, the Bob Jab and weaver
That keeps n*ggas on their toes like ballerinas
[Verse 2: Cuban Link]
I'll bag ya team up in a hundred heftys
If you wanna come and test me
Son, forget the guns and knuckle up against me
I'll f*ck you up like Dempsey but without the gloves
Spit out the double edge and wet ya motherf*cking mug
Wit' blood, I'm rough and rugged, I shine like a nugget
I'm the last motherf*cker that you ever wanna f*ck wit'
Up it or get stuck by the Cuban Link
I do my thing bringing it back and forth like a boomerang
You can't hang so think again before you start rappin'
We make it happen, two Latin thugs too tough to flatten

[Verse 3: Big Pun]
f*ck the clappin', let's get to scrappin', grapplin' on the floor
n*ggas thinking they hardcore 'til I lock the door, figure four
Break ya ankles, shank your face, make you scream "Thank you"
Hang you off the roof naked just to make an example
Handle ya business, in this game, there ain't too many winners
Any n*gga can render your existence if his aim is better
Hold your fort down whether with or without the four pound
New York down for whatever (What up, twin?)

[Verse 4: Cuban Link]
Whatever, I never back down
I hold my ground and pound a body like Muhammad Ali
Papi, we can lock up in the lobby
I be bobbin' and weavin', leaving n*ggas out of breath
Then I dig in they chest with my five fingers of death
TS bringing it live from the boogie, my crew be too deep
Our biggest pus*y will make sushi out chok and suki
So for the rookies who be talking in riddles
How many hits it'll take before I break through your middle?
[Verse 5: Big Pun]
You too little, I'm c*ck diesel with evil intent
Leave you with dents, bent over fetal, while your people repent
Set it, let's get it on like Marvin, I'm starving to fight
Gem starring 'em slice like an orator carve with a knife
I'm deadly, n*ggas already dread me in every scary area
Beware of the jaw burier, big dog's the terrier
Tearing the ears off of artists, that's mostly cartilage
No bullsh*tting, you rip 'em right off just pull em hard enough
Rolling with us, you must be ready for death
Hit you with so many rights, you going beg for a left

[Hook: Big Pun]
Let's go toe to toe
Any stupid ass can blast a foe
And let me know who man enough to go toe to toe
Somebody let me know
Who's not afraid to go blow for blow
And show how real n*ggas really roll