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Godfather
- Yo, look up my name, my name is Damon, face it coast to coast, I leave people
- In danger, looking crazy in the mix, flavor, taste the pain like a agent,
- Drive both ways, now we are really shameless, one crash, after that, you are
- Now on paper, the Godfathers back, legend in the making, brain a little hazy,
- Planning all these strategically, weaving words like this seamlessly,
- Your a flea to me, all this fighting, this and that, hood rats can get pesticide,
- The poison burns the skin for like an extra time, piano keys coming with these
- Genocide, the rhythm, the rhyme, the reason why we never die,
- It's like a season, I'm the maestro, conducting the symphony of life,
- Pull the trigger, but keep it silent, like a ninja, you don’t know what's happening,
- I’m the don, the kingpin, the head of the table, I don't do the babbling,
- My crew's tight, they don’t need to gab, they understand, they get the gist of it
- All your men are missing, supervision, swing the pendulum, I don’t know what hit,
- All I know is I’ll get it through, in my life, I was rented, I couldn’t go to the festival,
- Hello sir, I am Genesis, punching people in the seven, add eleven more shots,
- Leave you breathless, guns and parts of the dress, they don’t know what's coming,
- But they feel it, like a premonition, the Shark's in town, no more room for these pretentious,
- Mona Lisa smiles, fake friends with fake style, I'm the real McCoy, the gangster's delight,
- The mafia's child, with a rap file, full of wisdom and might.
- Yo, no ones stopping me, cause a apocalypse, robbing someone’s dollar,
- Changing is a problem, in eighty, we were changing off switch, every bean
- Is stalking, growing inside the stockings, just to climb the top, and become a
- God, heating up the pot, I never eat with the golden spoon, I know my roots,
- Leave fishes inside the ocean too, penny pinching my growth is overdue, sober soon,
- Punching drunk inside a open view, my words are the truth, they can't handle the Doberman,
- Flows can sick em, both you and bro can shoo, in the eyes of danger, tear gas is a potent spew,
- Blinding them for life, 20 20 vision, no more, I’m the Godfather, they know the truth,
- Running laps like soldiers do, most of them can focus shoot, let it rip, then it starts to open wounds.
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