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robert martino - c28169 lyrics

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[intro]

ayo, one time

[verse 1]

check, i said it’s the meanest, greenest, dice rolling heavy p+n+s
i drip so much f+cking style, sweating jupiter to venus

it’s the, young jesus, creeping heavy, i spit plenty
you couldn’t f+cking touch me with little pump and label penny

i sip henny and smack just like the name flats
pass gas so ill the knuckles break glass

all brass rings flooded with stones, fettuccine+to+grown
my names the young al capone

said it’s the illest mother f+cker ring the bells man i’m back in town
thеy used to laugh at us and now they don’t make a sound

i brеak the beat like i’m tearing through the vanilla round
and load the tec with a list of rappers i’m gunning down

cause ya’ll got lazy, when i got crazy, no need to spit
it’s the “el+capi+don” boy the illest sh+t
cause i’m the king of rap so watch me make a f+cking hit
and then just leave it off the album cause i’m ill as sh+t

so take your time and then write a rhyme and then come to me
if you ain’t spitting lyrics like mine you standing under me

there’s not a single mother f+cker in this game, thats slumping me
cause when i rip the mic, i rip this sh+t like they in love with me

b+tches they be f+cking me, i’m in this sh+t but luckily, my knuckle be
the size of honey suckle when they trucking me

so open up your min and watch the lyrics disperse
as i’m tearing through the cypher and sick spitting this final verse

[chorus]

so listen up as i yell, cause imma mac you a dell
there ain’t no chance that you sell, cause i spit fire from h+ll

break the beat like adele, to pick up the mic and go sell
these f+cking records across the country like i’m dave chappelle

[verse 2]

so check it, and gimme the mic and i’ll spit it
cause i’m the illest on the mic and the illest who ever did it
a king born from gods i’m rapping my flow acidic
i spit it, like venom, bruce willis, and ridd+ck

cause imma k!ll it every chance that i get
cause right now man imma never sweat

a rookie vet, i’ve got you scared like did i clear my cookies yet

i used to dream of the day when i would make it for real
now every single time i rap its like a face full of steal

packed full of lead, i’m rapping with excalibur’s head
back in the day just like mcgregor, f+ck with me and you’re dead

cause i’m not your average rapper, you can rap fast, but i’ll rap faster
with the jedi tricks i mastered from watching ol’ dirty b+st+rd

rap for hundreds of hours a week
and now i’m back on the track with a flow like mystique, it’s switching every week

and if you don’t think that i can k!ll this sh+t like memphis bleek
then let me show you what it’s like when the true gangsters speak

and start rapping like their life’s on the line
f+ck with me and get a bullet shot straight through your spine
with a “revolver and 9mm,”
i’m taking everybody out with my legally out style, that i professed to be doubt

i’m back

and right now i feel like kobe and shaq
just taking shots from the three, with the whole world on my back

because i can see the f+cking fame and i know that it’s coming soon
sincerely your favorite rapper i’m signing off with doom, whats up

- robert martino lyrics

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