Heavy metal battle rap
Infinite like Eminem
Bosnian immigrant
Born to be militant
Mahala's finest is the syndicate
Next level shit
Omnipresent
Omnipotent
My voice the most important instrument
Been the greatest since I was just an infant
The only legitimate king of this rap shit
Tunnel vision in my mission
Lyrics my ammunition
Shooting on these fake bitches

Moist, moist, moist

Rap dictator, Julius Caesar
Thumbs down in the arena
Mass graves for all the haters
X 3

I pull the strings like Spider-Man
But when things go out hand
I end up killing my enemies and witnesses
With liquid nitrogen
I guess none is perfect
But I'm a close second
I was born a peasant
But amma die a K I N G
King!

I carry on the kill or be killed tradition
What the fuck is competition
You ain't in my league bitches
You ain't in my league bitches
Game over, Mahala's Finest takeover
Cash like J. Hova, Cash like J. Hova
Cash like J. Hova, Game over, Game over

Conor macgregor flow
Spitting on you hoes
The survival of the fittest
Check my biceps makes the sun eclipse

Donnie Barbossa
The logical consequence of greatness and paranormal activity

Quincy Jones Flow, Michael Jackson
Free throw, Jordan
Don't mess with the family, Corleone
Heart of a lion, full beard just like Rick Ross
Y'all stuck in jealousy and my dick in your bitch
Ugh
You wish me death
I wish you peace of mind and good health
Lots of success
I live in abundance
I'll get mine in due time
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it
Lifestyle of the poor and dangerous
Everyday hustle, everyday struggle
Bitch, I started from the bottom
Machine gun flow, making holes in your body
Just like Spongebob

Donnie the ruler
Say hallelujah

I only think in notes music and massari
I want to marry a luxury bitch just like Barbara Berlusconi
San Donatello, Diavolo flow
Donald Barbossa
Rap King Kong
Eh yo Silvio
Can I marry your girl
So I one day, can own half of Milano
Listening to D’angelo in a limo
While I’m headed to the late show
I’m a goodfella like Ray and De Niro
Rappers sing like Hannah
And I spray just like Tony Montana
Bitch, stop asking for pictures
Can’t you see? That I’m eating linguine
Now a days, even my ex's wanna see me
They would leave, their husbands, houses and kids
For a Lambo ride with the mahala king


Fuck bitches, get money
Cause It’ ain't easy being PIMP


It’s Mr
Mr. Perfect
Mr. Douchebag
Mr. Pretty motherfucker
Mr. Nice guy
Mr. Donnie Barbossa

Tequila, tequila Donnie
Mahala, Mahala Papi
Viva la Mexico
For the sweet nectar of agave
Shout out to my Latina mojito bitches
My deadly vice bitches
My Jasmine’s Lebanese
Polish Instagram fitness bitches
Bitches
I love you all
You are my inspiration, you my motivation
You my soulmate
I want..
Come back baby

Who’s fresher than DON?
Riddle me that?
Y’all know where I’m lyrically at
I spit like Jigga on the track
Haven’t played a show
But the wanted more
So I gave em’ an ‘’Encore’’
God MC, Eminem taught me everything
I was born with a set of horns
They cut them before
They cut my umbilical chord filled with metaphors
I don’t have to make shit up anymore
I can re-write, re-phrase
Freestyles and verses
Hope for a diss-track from the person
Get exposure
Claim it was all from the dome piece
Become the new king of the bizz
By making the greatest MC’s do the ghostwriting for me

Listen
This is a message to all you bitches
To all you haters
I don’t spit fiction
I spit vision
Yes, I’m equally the most fake and the real rapper alive
But still the greatest of all time

Burn the bridges, when you cross them
Let them light the way for future success
Champagne for the celebration
Cocaine on the ‘’Purple Rain’’ LP
I’m the man, top notch
Turn it to 11, ‘’Spinal Tap’’
300 kmh/ on the autobahn
Life’s short, so I bought a Rolex
To turn back time, to give me youth
So when I get to 30
I can bang hoes who are 20
Girls are like investing, you gotta spread em’
You gotta spread em’
You gotta spread em’
You gotta spread em’
Bad man ting, bad man ting
Okay, okay
Enough with this Caribbean lounge music
Fuck this

Let’s hit em’ with that Big L
That B.I.G
That Nas
That Wu-tang
New York flavor

Boom-bap vendetta
Boom-bap vendetta
Donnie the feinschmecker

Mindset over 9000
Super Sayajin flow
You don’t fuck with me
Well, I don’t fuck with y’all
Average cunts and hoes
I got no love for you fucking assholes
(real talk)
If your girl says she needs space
She means dick
(true story)
If they stop responding to your messages
Buy a Mercedes and see how quickly they switch

And then I said
Bitch
No way