[Intro]
    [Cuban Link] Glamour life style baby, bottle the rocks
  Lose the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo
  Platinium status, yeah, what up, what up?
  [Big Punisher] Stick around
    [Cuban Link]
  Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour
  Like my man Tony Montana
  Stand and pose in front of cameras
  With my golden silk pajamas on
  Smoking havanas, drinking Don P
  Thinking beyond deeper than Ghandi, while I'm in the Diamante
  Counting my G's, I'm out to be a millionare
  Dipped in gear, flickin' hundred dollar bills in the air
  Oh yeah, Cuban Link is into getting benjamins
  Cuz if doesn't make dollars, then it doesn't make sense
  I represent, I'm in to be the king of New York
  Went from living in tenements to up in house resorts
  I'm the latino, that'll take you to war like Al Pacino
  Even De Niro know not to gamble in my casino
  Vino wanna rock, slaps, to dinners with mobsters
  I got shit locked from Prospect Ave. to the tropics
  Sitting on top of the world like the sun
  A living legend from the Bronx, second to none, unless it's Pun
    [Big Punisher - Chorus:]
  It's the glamour life, blow up the kids and the wife
  Players who ain't half as nice swear to, but they sacrifice
  Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
  And get ready for the glamour life
    [Triple Seis]
  Ripped off from the Infiniti
  Dump the body an' the shottie down the lake, leaving no identity
  Just the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries
  All eyes I be, on the quest for loot
  Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them troops, against the big-joker
  Sipping alimoca, playing poker with some chocha
  Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn I had to smoke Pun
  ([Big Punisher:] Get the motherfucking gun)
  Since ?? become the one wanted for a lump sum of G's
  Dirty rats pack gats for cheese
  Bullets of breeze at light speed
  Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds
  Indeed, we let him bleed for 50 G's
  Ship his body to the states, filled with 50 keys
  Please, no remorse for your two face
  Inside a symbol, my life throughout the motherfucking suitcase
  You about to take who's place? Not Seis...
  Your body'll be laced, and left without a trace
    [Big Punisher] The glamour life, the glamour life, yo
  [Big Punisher - Chorus]
    [Fat Joe]
  Yo, I'ts the motherfucking Don Cartagena
  The leader, Terror Squad cleaner
  Leave your family crying for you like Argentina, mira
  Sweet dreamer like Nas, my entourage is thick
  Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit
  My squad's equipped with an arsenal of ammunition
  Hollow tips an', cop killers with the ??
  Accounts in Switzerland for rainy days
  Nigga I'm staying paid, you's a joke
  Always broke with your lazy ways
  Anyway, back to the subject, in the bub-Lex
  In the back seat, having rough sex
  I love this glamorous life I live, having the ice and shit
  Think twice, I give Christ your kids
  I live life for gifts, keep the five burning while the tires turning
  I blaze an L and seek a higher learning
  Kaiser's learnin' everything illegally
  We could de friend for years, cross me once that's theivity
    [Big Punisher - Chorus]
    [Armaggedon]
  Yo, the dough, the rap, the audience, party heavy till the 40's in
  Ill like the Yakuza run the Orient
  Take all the rent, and no man wept the path his daughter went
  Dicks with the fallopian, wide as auditorium
  She fuck for dough for opium, prostitute emporium
  500 Benz, 500 friends sell Cambodian
  8's cup of vodka, 4 cup of juice for sodium
  Money, money, sweet as the smell of magnolia
  It's get you down, but you spitting image of Appalonia
  Now how can I go broke, pumping twenties of coke
  Plus songs I wrote, milkin' dumb honeys I poke
  The young blood sat on the bench in Vant Courtland, slingin'
  Singing how he trying to get cash for Jordans
  Another cat toss his Beamer to get the insurance
  Currency's gonna murder me... It's never enough
  Breakin' my ass gettin' it, just as fast as I spend the stuff
  Calling Uncle Sam's bluff dun, taxes don't bite us, bite us....
    [Big Punisher] My life...my life...
  [CHORUS]
    [Big Punisher]
  The glamour life, play precise, defense is tight
  I'm out to settle the score, let's do it right
  Enough for looking at grave, It's paying back tonight
  Yo Twin pass the lah, pass the light
  The glamour life, this life I live is trife as shit
  Least my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live
  I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother
  Now she's fifty years old, pushing a hummer
  The glamour life, hand me a knife I'll slice and dice
  Mini-mize, send them to Christ in the after life
  Pass the mic down the line, let them hear it
  Let them fear it, send it screaming to the Holy Spirit
    Glamour life, the glamour life, the glamour life
  It's the glamour life, yo it's the glamour, it's the glamour life
  Glamour life, glamour life, glamour life
  Cock the hammer, in this motherfucking life, bitch