Omerta
B-Ill
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Too many of you mother fuckers Have no idea What a code of silence really means I begged for Love but it wasn’t there so I knelt to God and he answered my prayer No need to sit around in despair For you can bring your massacre  This my Thomas crown affair Stealing painting from mid air All my Diamonds make you stare Shinning like I’m fucking Cher Made my bones by the grace of the Don This fucker joker shown his brawn Slaughterings worse than Genghis Khan No more hope this ain’t fucking Mulan Burning it down worse than spawn I’m going to build a new Babylon Hanging gardens filled with chron Smoking Mary keeps me strong Only bitch that’s never quit She’s know about that Omertá and shit Charging vig on every song I hit When I say outfit, you mistaken bitch I’m not talking on Gucci shit Coming at me a button will clip I don’t ever got to touch a grip But I still love shooting it I begged for Love but it wasn’t there so I knelt to God and he answered my prayer No need to sit around in despair For you can bring your massacre  This my Thomas crown affair Stealing painting from mid air All my Diamonds make you stare Shinning like I’m fucking Cher He’s the master and the don I guess I’ll call him mastodon Passing me the pylon Handle any Marathon My dick has her withdrawn G5 on the way to Taiwan Building up that pantheon Cause I’m a phenomenon Bury you out in Saskatchewan Bank account keeps rattling on Yours the size of a micron I Bet you clip them coupons I’m a king you a pawn Your ain’t fit to mow my lawn I here to make the don Eating lobsters and those prawns I begged for Love but it wasn’t there So I knelt to God he answered my prayer No need to sit around in despair For you can bring your massacre  This my Thomas crown affair Stealing painting from mid air All my Diamonds make you stare Shinning like I’m fucking Cher You showed me how to lean back Told me to make it rain Now I proudly serve you my hurricane Feed me a beat Like Jeffrey Dahmer I’m ready to eat Keep on my armor  All I wanted to be was a farmer Guess I’m too much of a charmer It’s like lucky Luciano my father This thing of ours bound in honor Bugsy Siegel now you a goner Goomars wanting me to holler F*ck that bitch I won’t collar You may think me a mauler But I’m just about my dollar Everyday I’m a scholar  Slapping these demons in the face Slanging this pen like my mace All these bitches want a taste Picasso laying down a trace  Da Vinci tried to set the pace Husain bolt about to lace  Don’t forget it’s my race I’m already up in space Sipping champagne with his grace It’s so nice to have found my place Hitting grand slams running the base No mores bitches to chase All I needed was my faith Now I unleash the wraith From my Thompson no escape Bullets flying with haste I’m not a player I just f*ck a lot For Big Pun respect I got Fat Joe thanks pop Now back to the red dot Knuckled heads about to drop Donnie P up in the spot Now that I’ve set up shop It’s going to be nonstop I begged for Love but it wasn’t there So I knelt to God he answered my prayer No need to sit around in despair For you can bring your massacre  This my Thomas crown affair Stealing painting from mid air All my Diamonds make you stare Shinning like I’m fucking Cher
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