La The Darkman - Fire Implanters lyrics

[Mafia Clip] Gambinos, no crime family in the in america as powerful Or more treacherous [Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth] I advise you to look out The beef don't grill with no heat, so let's cook out Look how we ain't eat So my n***as went the crook route We still half free Giraffe trees when the hook out Black mask the crowns, we move in like a new house Raw team court green on the scene like my new spouse Praise due to self, know the truth's out I'm self taught, only student in the schoolhouse Can't call it a zoo, without a few, Llama's laid out Well sought out, engulfed in linen like Rayful Edmond I spray letters while DEA tethers track my sentence Avocado champagne and blue grapes in Venice Homicidal mindframe, in a house with shady tenants Instant vintage invented, simply intricate intentions The makings of a Wise Man, comprehension and lettuce My ammo spray gracefully fake MC's send ‘em a dentist Never leave fingerprints, or hire a liver apprentice Dire fire implanters Suburban cops guard city limits like linebackers I take a pa**age from the roach the bible in my holster Gun out, whether sun-up or sundown, that's back-words Matter fact words could put the sun out Splatter black pistol powder, missile shower when they sung out Deep grams o' stanza, one line of mine equal to one ounce Panhandle, candle wax flame brilliant thoughts out All out the tropic sinner-hole, with violence deluxe That make you igloo ventricle, and eyelid adjust [Verse 2: L.A.D. aka La the Darkman] Ayo Bronze….I got you my n***a!! This L.A.D. uhhhhh! My thought don't differ much Purple kush stuff my dutch Rich n***a, beamer in 5 pop the clutch Model b**hes, Penelope Cruz I'm in them guts f**ing high cla** s*uts, I throw ‘em a couple bucks Laboring under correct knowledge, they call it L.U.C.K Sparkling black diamonds maker her starstruck I never gave a f** like Nicki in casino La Trafficante, Emba**y gambino Las Vegas, Nevada, margarita's in Reno Meditating, sipping chagga latte cappuccino Got the carter like nino, I ain't never been a fool (uhhh) Had the first 200,000 dollars back in high school BMW, silk ropes, melodies sick quotes Cash down no notes, cribs on both coasts By the bay dock the boats, foot ma**age Dr Scholtz Lay it down, not to boast, coach em like Lou Holtz [Mafia Clip] Well guys who had been in the trenches Robbing and stealing and k**ing and hijacking and everything You know over the years, said “hey what about me?”