Telemakus - Corleone lyrics

Verse : Keep throwing stuff I feed you sh**s A bunch of bulimics Philippines finest You wanna rap this Ain't dodged bullets but Parents feeding them with rice and condiments This rising communist ain't afraid to throw handed fists We be doing it, Old school ain't no pistol whips Only shanking sh**, with a rusty nail clip In a jail cell slick, free the homie Mordecai In the dojo I, sweeping dirty Cobra Kai Say the wrong sh** Misfits turn to Columbine With the mag-alone I Shoot to your interior Bugging your whole system scrub Now you got malaria See kaleidoscopes why? It's the 70's show Clearly no hope, will get you nowhere His shoulder too cold, be real and be feared By the ma**es The first rapper with a church ma**acre We different cla**es Don't up your caliber Don't need a castle for facts Bring up rappers that's whack MC, hand me my strap (Bap! Bap! Bap!) Retired Veterans waiting for the beat back A blonde president ain't expect his seat blast (Bam!) b**h I'm in the zone Kings shall pa** the throne Check my last name, Corleone Aye Outro : Corleone, Corleone, Corleone Aye Corleone, Corleone, Corleone Aye Corleone, Corleone, Corleone Aye Corleone, Corleone, Corleone Aye