Napoleon Da Legend - Gone lyrics

[verse 1] Louis the 14th war machine they tried to quarantine Po Through their corporate schemes It's didn't work I put a fork in your team You eat pork you fiends they wanna to rob you For your hopes and extort your dreams They wanna clone my genes decode my schemes They know my breed Po Leo Eloheem The flow crazy like Ceelo Green I spit for the martyrs cause without them there wouldn't be no me I see no evil like Carlito in the scene triple beam kilos I don't express with no emo memes Live life like Casinos take chances and risks And won't stop till my name rings like Championships I might just be too advanced for this My canon spits handsome clips Soon as the wire transfer hits I trade j**els with philanthropists but on the real I'm mostly motivated by those farmers on the field Make the world feel it the legends the perfect weapon Make my words feel as if Winston Churchill said em Yo I swear they don't really want it with the God I came to change the game like the marijuana laws Climax high stacks to spit mastered this Next to my name there's an asterisk With a font note saying I'm in a cla** of my own Make history grab the cash and I'm gone DJ Tha Boss [Chorus Scratches] After this you're good as gone Word is bond Napoleon Da Legend [verse 2] Yo they've been raping us for years Caking up in the rear gave a few black Africans A couple of chairs At the big table just to make us think Racism stopped we knew Kept moving as we patiently watched But what about Congo and Syria what about Boko Haram dumb things we focusing on Like who's signed to what who made a deal with who Children starving trying to get their bellies filled with food So I don't feel it when you talk clothes in every other rhyme When you talk cars talk hoes in every other rhyme But for real all you do is make the enemy And those without the knowledge get the short end of the stick It's like a criminal befriending a snitch uncivilized Simple minds think whatever trending is it You ghostwrite I write for the holy ghost send them a hit Rappers blowing up on some feminine sh** mesmerized when the Benjamins flip just like a rock to a fiend I navigate like black ops and Marine Keeping watch like an Aquamarine Selfish motherf**ers never take The time to give props to their team So while you popping clicquot they Scheming on ya C-notes I reload Speaking with the soul of Steven Biko To rewrite history erase the norm cause You can be popping today and next day you gone DJ Tha Boss [scratches]