Yeah!
Sonny Sosa!
Get money live life enternainment
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DJ Omar, let's go!
I stay out in the east where the winter is cold
Behind that red curtain like the Eminem Show
Warsaw the warzone, we gettin' that doe
We don't give a fuck if you was hot a minute ago
Cause the minute you start frontin', be the minute you go
Meet up with the holy ghost, I'm so spiritual - oh!
Some of my criminals can't get rid of you all
I'm a lyrical miracle, I kill 'em with flows
Knife in my left hand, fork in my right hand
??? dogs bite me, shorten my lifespan
Cause I eat rappers - no homo - read backwards
Papoose ain't the only ??? dream catcher
I keep it movin like knee action wheels
I'm hyperactive, man - I need sleeping pills
I'm sick, I need promethazin like Weezy, for real
Cause I keep throwin' up on these beats - I'm ill
Like illegal activity up in Illinois
You're literal mini-me's can't kill the boy
That's illusional, gotta use your imagination
I'm Doctor Doolittle which means I'm about to lose my patience/patients
Got it?! I repeat: I'm about to lose my patience/patients
Then go crazy on 'em, I'm that new sensation
Besides being a beast, I, resite on the eastside of the world, man - now be quiet
You need ?heart to be grasshoppers? my freestyles
Eat your a-sides and b-sides you'll see riots
When my album hits stores
Your whole style got me fealing filled up like alphabet boys
I'm a bit bored, you're boarderline whack
I can recall the times when nobody would record my tracks
Nobody gave a fuck, or recorded my raps, you was on the grind where the quarter pops at, damn!
I was on the grind where the stick-up kids at
Fuck the hip-hop biz, that bitch is like the war in Iraq
I keep going and going
I keep flowin and showin that there is more than a bunch of morons flowin' in Poland
I'm - boastin' 'n' bragin', so excited
And my game be them warriors like Coney Island
I overbuy sneakers, leathers and jeans
Call it social science or politic with the feens, and I -
Coke supplier, coke supplier
Keep it noble with that medal, that open fire
I'm a gentleman, gentleman who shows off guns
You ain't gangsta - you're a bunch of show-off chumps
You're so soft, run, get your Häagen Dazs ass home
We're tired of you, time to say goodbye, asshole
We bully the snitches like Samy the Bull (Sammy Gravano)
Puttin' a bullet into ?the scene? and never the bull, bitch!
And thats what's really good
It's your boy Sonny Sosa aka the money broker
Money laundry all day, my n***a! Ough!
We stacking Euros skyhigh, you know what I'm saying?! Ough!
From Berlin to Warsaw to Casablanca to Paris, to New York City, motherfucker, we get it in, yes sir! We putting out word!
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