Bolognese pasta in my Bolo Yeung posture
Dolo gang Golgo 13 up in the cockpit
Rock a mock neck prospects looking amazing
I took it back to the basics shows packed with crooked faces
Shook the nation from the fact there was a lack
Of anything with any substance and the culture sounding flat
I don’t care about the flack or backlash I get
I just spit what y’all be thinking over raw vintage
Jaws clinching, they shooting, everybody caught flinching
Ain’t sh#t changed since the Jim Crows days with all them lynching
Kumate rap Kwame Krumah slap, Kunte Kinte
Kundalini fighting super laid back
Paula Patton on the ringside patting my back
Present and looking forward strictly bust a cap at my past
Po kill him in record time Po Bolo
I’m recognized since the first the second line is pro bono yo
You are next
To catch a two piece
Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
Who you looking at?
You are next
To get blessed by these knuckle bones
You can write about it in ya struggle poem
You over there
You are next
To catch a two piece
Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
Who you talking to?
You are next
To get blessed by these knuckle bones
You can write about it in ya struggle poem
It’s a tug a war between good and evil
Few rotten apples ruin sh#t for other good people
It’s a mental exercise to remain calm focus
And not to use my arms and choke em
I meditate sit back drink a tea and get some head from a vixen
Otherwise might f#ck around and get his head missing
It’s a full time job just to woosaa two sides to every tale
Stay grounded with the real no fairytales
Real men don’t get ruled by emotions I move kosher
I don’t do tofu hit up the buffet at Whole Foods
My fist soulful like Aretha Franklin when I defeat the rankings
Highjack the f#cking industry and keep the ransom
Keep em talking while I’m stacking thought I was relaxing
While you wigging out I was prepping a course of action
Witness the death blow
Happy go lucky this dummy left with his neck broke
You are next
To catch a two piece
Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
Who you looking at?
You are next
To get blessed by these knuckle bones
You can write about it in ya struggle poem
You over there
You are next
To catch a two piece
Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
Who you talking to?
You are next
To get blessed by these knuckle bones
You can write about it in ya struggle poem
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Napoleon Da Legend Lyrics – Bolo Yeung