corleone

, a six-man, i've been known to win, since i was a little kid and fat joe was thin, back then he wasn't telling me shit, i wouldn't listen, even when advice was good, i was sticking to my vision, if it's all times in one, i can think of the past hurt, and still got my "no head, no backstage" pass shirt, i never change my name or my myspace password, no fathered on my style, so have a ghetto bastard, why you taking so long in seeing people want the answer?, first i had a baby then my lady got the cancer, life throw a kitchen sink at you in a major way, guess my cap is my cape, i'm here to save the day, hard to rumble if you ain't no beast, and now i'm training hard and thinking 'bout war, not peace, there's a time for that and that is not currently my status, waiting for the sun, twiddle my thumbs, i'm up and at 'em, the night is young. i always know when it's over, when people get drunk and start talking very sober, i guess it's time to make the most of it, it's not how long you live but what you have to show for it, not how i'm sinking in my frequencies, i'm made for the sky, i'm flying frequently, so easily i approach, the person sitting next to me flying coach, blacked the fuck out, wake up at customs, forgot to flush my weed, i'm all flustered, passed inspection, collect my belongings, life in the rain, no umbrella, no arming's, first up, nothing feel as good as earning it, i set it off to leave impressions that are permanent, the pricing always right, but always the cost, and the boss ain't always right, but he's always the boss, yeah, i got bars for life and you're a fresh fish, i'm charles bronson, this is motherfucking death wish, friends are worried 'bout me saying i need a head shrink, chilling with a bitch in bel air like fresh prince, serial killer that packs a punch, 'cause i just ate a full box of captain crunch, yeah, and you can't cry over spilled milk, did so much bad shit, i am guilt filled, they think it's funny when you're struggling with life, like i'm walking with a blindfold and juggling with knives, darth vader in a room full of white stormtroopers, black tints cover up my bright orange pupils, full of uncut dope like a cessna, all my words worth a fortune like retinas, and i just went through turbulent times, every verse occurred, i blurt it from a murderous mind, i'm moving like a man possessed, i am in a hurry, i'm christine '58 red plymouth fury, i'm pristine just in case y'all worry, but there's two sides to me like a baseball fury, you're sitting catatonic, flex like i'm on anabolics, turn your brain matter to paint splatter like jackson pollock, quit stalling. i'm king kong the stone walling, just give me the link, i'll stop snowballing,