[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna]
[Trellion]
Yo
They call me Dumb Corleone
I fed you one more baloney
Than Nonna's Deli
She kept going on at Trelly
And I was, like, “Loudies , I'm going out
You can get me on the celly”
Uh
Hoover balls of speed, pupils aubergine
Shootin' ??? in the stolen jeep
Scoped your niece
Trelly super-soak a geese [?]
Yeah, I dug it out -Where?
In her mother's house
Bulldozer, meat cleaver to the neat beaver
Ah, don't understand this sh**? Me neither
It's like Tony ain't right in the head
Like I said, friend
If you don't like what I said, then-
Just give me what i need then ghost
On another note
Let me raise a toast to the Almighty Alrighty
Man say they on it, it's a hoax
Then come running back
When they realise they missed the boat
No hope for you now
Save your face, be out
Be a face in the crowd
Hoe, I'll take you out
Take the crown, hoe
Trelly running sh**, like ‘Alpo'
My style's so 1-1-6 in the house
No hope for you now
Save your face, be out
Be a face in the crowd
Hoe, I'll take you out
Take the crown, hoe
Sniffy running sh**, like ‘Alpo'
Out cold, spliff in the mouth
[Sniff]
Yo
Deep coma
Don't sweat, the beef's over
Sleep soldier
Find me on your street corner
Neat Coke
Sipping on some green soda
Don't listen to them b**hes in the scene, joker
Tree toker, demote ya
You ain't nothing but a dweeb, son, I'm heat scalpel
Sniper through the peephole
Me no understand
Hundred grand and counting
More gas than Auschwitz
More gash to pound in
f** a broad, nothing more
When i step, man, it's f**in raw, f** ‘em all
That goes to him, her and you too
Voodoo specialist
Move through Petri dish
Two-two's neck was slit
Next to this, son, you're nothing
I get my fifteen mins of fame, like Rupert Pupkin