DJ EFN – Corleone Lyrics
Artist: DJ EFN
Song: Corleone
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EFN, what it do, baby?
Rassy Kassy, man, yo, this sh#t is real out here my n#gg#
L.A. to MIA
Got a n#gg# feeling like La Cosa Nostra down in this b#tch
Like n#gg#s tryin’ to wack me and sh#t, my n#gg#
The sins of the father become the son’s sins
Everytime I try to get out they pull me back in
Friends, back then, had your back like backspins
Take one for the team, bring back the fight with Mack 10s
Spit sh#t make young n#gg#s ball like Pac 10
This athlete’s feet don’t need no Fast Actin Tinactin
When I slip the Lexani 24s on the black Benz
Interior bluer than the eyes on Anglo Saxons
Lеt’s sit back, relax like two fat men
Eating cannolis, consigliеre di captain{?}
My rap been smoking like crack binge
Rappers got swine flu, I’m the H1N1 vaccine
Uh! A dark knight, you’re just bat man
First generation Cali: hot sauce and pork crackling
And that’s what the f#ck happened
Real n#gg#s speak; you p#ssies fart like a queef
I’m just trying to do right fam, they make me do wrong
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
I be in the zone like a god on the throne
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
Ain’t no doper one; you get my Heath Ledger Joker on
All f#cked up like red-handed with smoking gun
Scene stealer like I hijacked fandango
That’s why most rappers don’t want to be on the same song
Create my own lane home, Charlie’s throwing flame on
Sit down, I’m parking sons like their brain’s gone
n#gg#s got the game wrong, shame on you
Living life in your thong{?}, sh#t stain on you
n#gg# I move countries I spit Spain on your crew
Switch to France like “Je m’appelle god
Parlez vous?” …. Probably not!
And you prob’ly get it how Chris Farley got
Fat #ss trying to blow, I’m trying to blow
And dying from an OD, ai yo!
I’m 6ft mothaf#cking high with the flow
Call me hexa?? mothaf#cking fly with the flow
I’m just trying to do right fam, they make me do wrong
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
I be in the zone like a god on the throne
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
This n#gg#s don’t want to see me happy
Can’t even have no chick. She wants to ride for me
They go and blow up the whip
Then had to pull up the 4 and the traitor faced the dip
Lay low after the fan got covered in sh#t
Brother’s been hit. Others been snitched on
Others did the snitching. Seen the paper work with my own
It’s a shame, yo! Even got the lame bro
Just like Fredo, ain’t happy the Family name grow
Rather be a ho. I say goodbye with the cheek kisses
Now we sleep with the viscious
Deep and viscious, how you got to let them go
It’s no a win, keep them close, they even hate mo’
Cut them the hate bro, so we put out the hits
While I’m baptizing my God’s son, it’s so sick
Some ill shit. Did you catch what I just said?
I’m just trying to do right fam, they make me do wrong
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
I be in the zone like a god on the throne
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone, like Michael Corleone
Got me feeling like Michael Corleone
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From the album:
In My Bag (feat. Reverie) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021