Wishful Thinking Lyrics
| Song | Wishful Thinking |
| Artist | Big Pun |
| Album | Endangered Species |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you | |
| [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power | |
| [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars | |
| [Verse 1: B-Real] | |
| Thinkin' of takin' a plane | |
| to take a flight out to the red light | |
| and smuggle 10 pounds of ****** | |
| make it home tonight | |
| be the number 1 smuggler in the area | |
| got enough ****** to fill up and air craft carrier | |
| erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated | |
| state to state and over seas gettin' faded | |
| buddah king had seen the green proton | |
| I'm bringing it on right back home to Don | |
| many different strains of erb in my brain | |
| I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane | |
| skunk and the one chocolate ty bud | |
| ******z lets get high in the sky hit the blunts | |
| and the bongs, fill up the lungs, ******z don't stop | |
| fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops | |
| like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board | |
| yo what would you do if the world was yours. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power | |
| [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour | |
| [Verse 2: Fat Joe] | |
| Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's | |
| lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances | |
| having blocks on in the lava parts dome | |
| my mankind with crime is how you ******ne if you can't rhyme | |
| dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep | |
| but momma single be mastera heater on city streets | |
| in the east I be known as Don Cartegena | |
| claimin' the (?) like (?) | |
| lacin' the china wit Menida | |
| to seller need repeater or be a leader | |
| like a preacher or presume a steeper | |
| peep the ******t that I be on, sippin' Don | |
| until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons | |
| come on I be the top extortionist | |
| adopt adopted foster kids right out the mutha******' orphanage | |
| yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof | |
| all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour | |
| [Verse 3: Kool G Rap] | |
| No doubt, | |
| I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys | |
| soldiers at war be blowin' up ******z like glory | |
| with pharmasoticle lavatorys | |
| major to chemistry, PHD in streetology | |
| degree in drug industry | |
| combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter | |
| rest it through molecules scatter | |
| launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter | |
| mind bitin' an arm starts a crime | |
| G equals and MC dat aint near the ****** son I gets mine | |
| but yo the kill the fill with force fields and ******elds | |
| and holy steel, a ****** keep it real | |
| you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab | |
| I got's to have, stack all the cabbage | |
| from constructin' a drug traffic | |
| police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in | |
| Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien | |
| this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury | |
| 100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars | |
| [Verse 4: Big Pun] | |
| Yo, I'm walkin' waters | |
| spit fire and ******t Häagen-Dazs | |
| idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards | |
| be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol | |
| pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible | |
| I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown | |
| 'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine | |
| it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nigh******are of fiend | |
| livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare | |
| [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could | |
| never forget this whole damn world aint ******t I'm just a hood | |
| yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain | |
| and physical abuse, give her back her best years | |
| grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement | |
| spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content | |
| repent and vow she be forgiven | |
| how could we be proud to live in a world | |
| which condems man, child, to women | |
| child to women. |
| Fat Joe What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Kool G Rap Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you | |
| Big Pun First I get the money then I get the power | |
| BReal BReal of the hill eliminate the guitars | |
| Verse 1: BReal | |
| Thinkin' of takin' a plane | |
| to take a flight out to the red light | |
| and smuggle 10 pounds of | |
| make it home tonight | |
| be the number 1 smuggler in the area | |
| got enough to fill up and air craft carrier | |
| erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated | |
| state to state and over seas gettin' faded | |
| buddah king had seen the green proton | |
| I' m bringing it on right back home to Don | |
| many different strains of erb in my brain | |
| I' m slippin' through customs in my hydro plane | |
| skunk and the one chocolate ty bud | |
| z lets get high in the sky hit the blunts | |
| and the bongs, fill up the lungs, z don' t stop | |
| fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops | |
| like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board | |
| yo what would you do if the world was yours. | |
| Chorus | |
| Kool G Rap What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Big Pun Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| BReal First I get the money then I get the power | |
| Fat Joe Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour | |
| Verse 2: Fat Joe | |
| Yo it' s only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz' s | |
| lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances | |
| having blocks on in the lava parts dome | |
| my mankind with crime is how you ne if you can' t rhyme | |
| dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep | |
| but momma single be mastera heater on city streets | |
| in the east I be known as Don Cartegena | |
| claimin' the ? like ? | |
| lacin' the china wit Menida | |
| to seller need repeater or be a leader | |
| like a preacher or presume a steeper | |
| peep the t that I be on, sippin' Don | |
| until I' m drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons | |
| come on I be the top extortionist | |
| adopt adopted foster kids right out the mutha' orphanage | |
| yea, I do it for the youth, I' m livin' proof | |
| all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth. | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Pun What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| BReal Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| Fat Joe First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| Kool G Rap G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour | |
| Verse 3: Kool G Rap | |
| No doubt, | |
| I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys | |
| soldiers at war be blowin' up z like glory | |
| with pharmasoticle lavatorys | |
| major to chemistry, PHD in streetology | |
| degree in drug industry | |
| combinin' H O with matter from crack batter | |
| rest it through molecules scatter | |
| launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter | |
| mind bitin' an arm starts a crime | |
| G equals and MC dat aint near the son I gets mine | |
| but yo the kill the fill with force fields and elds | |
| and holy steel, a keep it real | |
| you know the deal, if the stakes ain' t to high for me to grab | |
| I got' s to have, stack all the cabbage | |
| from constructin' a drug traffic | |
| police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in | |
| Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien | |
| this flame of fury to the DA and the jury | |
| 100 grand the judges hammer slams I' m a free man. | |
| Chorus | |
| BReal What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Fat Joe Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| Kool G Rap First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| Big Pun Big Pun' s the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars | |
| Verse 4: Big Pun | |
| Yo, I' m walkin' waters | |
| spit fire and t H agenDazs | |
| idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards | |
| be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol | |
| pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible | |
| I' m lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown | |
| ' m out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine | |
| it seems every time I' m dream I' m in a nigh are of fiend | |
| livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare | |
| Fat Joe: Hell Yea! I wish I could, I wish I could | |
| never forget this whole damn world aint t I' m just a hood | |
| yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain | |
| and physical abuse, give her back her best years | |
| grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement | |
| spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart' s content | |
| repent and vow she be forgiven | |
| how could we be proud to live in a world | |
| which condems man, child, to women | |
| child to women. |
| Fat Joe What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Kool G Rap Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you | |
| Big Pun First I get the money then I get the power | |
| BReal BReal of the hill eliminate the guitars | |
| Verse 1: BReal | |
| Thinkin' of takin' a plane | |
| to take a flight out to the red light | |
| and smuggle 10 pounds of | |
| make it home tonight | |
| be the number 1 smuggler in the area | |
| got enough to fill up and air craft carrier | |
| erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated | |
| state to state and over seas gettin' faded | |
| buddah king had seen the green proton | |
| I' m bringing it on right back home to Don | |
| many different strains of erb in my brain | |
| I' m slippin' through customs in my hydro plane | |
| skunk and the one chocolate ty bud | |
| z lets get high in the sky hit the blunts | |
| and the bongs, fill up the lungs, z don' t stop | |
| fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops | |
| like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board | |
| yo what would you do if the world was yours. | |
| Chorus | |
| Kool G Rap What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Big Pun Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| BReal First I get the money then I get the power | |
| Fat Joe Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour | |
| Verse 2: Fat Joe | |
| Yo it' s only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz' s | |
| lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances | |
| having blocks on in the lava parts dome | |
| my mankind with crime is how you ne if you can' t rhyme | |
| dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep | |
| but momma single be mastera heater on city streets | |
| in the east I be known as Don Cartegena | |
| claimin' the ? like ? | |
| lacin' the china wit Menida | |
| to seller need repeater or be a leader | |
| like a preacher or presume a steeper | |
| peep the t that I be on, sippin' Don | |
| until I' m drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons | |
| come on I be the top extortionist | |
| adopt adopted foster kids right out the mutha' orphanage | |
| yea, I do it for the youth, I' m livin' proof | |
| all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth. | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Pun What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| BReal Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| Fat Joe First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| Kool G Rap G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour | |
| Verse 3: Kool G Rap | |
| No doubt, | |
| I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys | |
| soldiers at war be blowin' up z like glory | |
| with pharmasoticle lavatorys | |
| major to chemistry, PHD in streetology | |
| degree in drug industry | |
| combinin' H O with matter from crack batter | |
| rest it through molecules scatter | |
| launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter | |
| mind bitin' an arm starts a crime | |
| G equals and MC dat aint near the son I gets mine | |
| but yo the kill the fill with force fields and elds | |
| and holy steel, a keep it real | |
| you know the deal, if the stakes ain' t to high for me to grab | |
| I got' s to have, stack all the cabbage | |
| from constructin' a drug traffic | |
| police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in | |
| Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien | |
| this flame of fury to the DA and the jury | |
| 100 grand the judges hammer slams I' m a free man. | |
| Chorus | |
| BReal What would you do if you could do the unbelievable | |
| Fat Joe Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you | |
| Kool G Rap First ya get the money then you get the power | |
| Big Pun Big Pun' s the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars | |
| Verse 4: Big Pun | |
| Yo, I' m walkin' waters | |
| spit fire and t H agenDazs | |
| idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards | |
| be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol | |
| pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible | |
| I' m lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown | |
| ' m out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine | |
| it seems every time I' m dream I' m in a nigh are of fiend | |
| livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare | |
| Fat Joe: Hell Yea! I wish I could, I wish I could | |
| never forget this whole damn world aint t I' m just a hood | |
| yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain | |
| and physical abuse, give her back her best years | |
| grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement | |
| spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart' s content | |
| repent and vow she be forgiven | |
| how could we be proud to live in a world | |
| which condems man, child, to women | |
| child to women. |
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