[corleone]

*pops a bottle open.. feeling nice


corleone a beast, I rip shit like no other emcee,
pretty don.. I bag chicks every day of the week,
come pray with a G, cool out and light this L,
and get so lit, you couldn't recall the time to tell//
true gentleman, keep a twin glock on the hip,
and fire shots that'll spin your head like the exorcist//
I'm next to big.. pac, nas, and all the above,
closest thing since L dropped, hence the name, and all of the buzz//
Corleone.. boss status, I haul static,
I paint pictures like vangouh on any art canvas//
I cause havoc and bomb planets,
alien like.. hartspyreric acids trapped in my lung passage//
.. you bum bastards get spun backwards,
and left for dead holy, after licking a shot like drunk pastors//
uh.. you ain't seeing the kid,
believe what you want but truth is, I easily win//
here, some grease for your chin..
.. cut you up with the hands,
fuck you up where you stand like a sexual stance//
perpetual style.. I'm in a class of my own,
past perfection.. god like with a hell of a flow//
.. genetically gifted, wicked like devilish scriptures,
intelligent.. smarter then two brains together at instant//