[corleone]

whats up yall.. just visiting, love the site. Im a old vet that began the whole netcee movement back in 1992 or so, also an old friend of G MONEY and Anon, we go back like 22 years or so. They know me as flam.. Im over from the da underground hiphop forum, the good ol days. Anyways, quick keystyle..


Yo,

Corleones' a master mind, with a brilliant art,
To compose music like Mozart, The flow sharp..
Born legend..
Genetically vast, advanced being/
With a DNA strand, surpassed mans' genes/
My third eye, illuminates the sky as I think/
The clouds depart, and erupt to a prominent brink/
In deep thought, I walk as my mind just sinks/
Hiy off the L, tales from the projects clink/
Like.. reminiscing, when so and so,
Did so and so,
Now it's just dumb and old,
And funny when it's fuckin' told..
I'm from the ghetto where guns smoke,
And niggas fold,
Figures owed,-
Crippling niggas is type addictive tho/
On a different note..
I handle my beef,
Hand on my heat,
Expand and move grams in discrete/
.. Corleone, first marriage the streets,
Gun in your mouth, let the clip carry your speech..

uh.. I ain done yet..


Yo..


The god emcee,
Who else, other than me,
C-O-R-L-E-O-N-E..
Corleone.. known all over the streets,
I got beef with police and these so called beasts..
But I proceed, and "never lay low in the cut",
Unless O.T, "dick all up in some slut"/
And you know me..
Grip all up on my dutch,
I smoke trees,
And live not giving a fuck...
I'm O.G..
.. gang affiliated, respect/
And I gotta few mob bosses down as connects/
No stress..
I'll put metal slugs in your chest,
And watch the flesh burn,
And drip right down to ya sweats..
I flow ill,
And never sweat, O' so, chill,
A cool breeze like the wind still over road kill..



- Corleone