Kenji Fineberg - Sinatra (Revenge) lyrics

You went from begging for a dollar To co-starring with Latifah Now Ye got you trippin' Escobar in your reefer Going H.A.M Nah I'm hip-hop's sacrificial lamb Exposing all the bull Satanic lies from the ram With my Levi cloth Alphabet staff Dropping 26 letters On your golden calf Just do the math I'm the stone the builder refused Vengeance is my montra/mantra Murkin' rappers by twos Without a bruise The right hand of the Divine Swinging Michael's sword Bussing Gabriel's nine It ain't over A singer and a problem intertwined I'm sankofa You a backseat rider Ye the chauffeur Now I'm gon' do to you what Nas did to Hova...yeah Slaugherhouse resurrection Hollywood extra You a happy feet penguin It's a wrap The Gunsmith without a strap Stay tuned for verse two This is just my first lap Alibis go for 5k 'round here playboy Keep f**in' with me man ga head Keep f**in' with me Frank Sinatra Nah I'm Fulton street I almost shot ya That chrome shine Triple trey piece That Brooklyn Flatbush east A New York lyrical beast Spitting out industry imposters Now I'ma slice through your Gran Like that Otis Mercedes How you criticise a man for Making songs for the ladies Wow My second diss comes with a twist Common sense got me thinkin' do you sit when you piss Wow You ain't the realist on the rise You a S.A.G. card member in a rapper's disguise Wow I don't leave loose ends No co-d's 'cause I don't trust no friends Wow Case dismissed no plea That's the real me Black new jeru But still the same Ji I love you You my brother But how you call a man sweet Tight shirt wearin' mothaf**a Hook cross upper-cut switch Fractures bruises cuts stitch My left-hand jab 'll Leave your mouthpiece muted I'm Wesley Snipes in this b**h Call me undisputed