Napoleon Da Legend - Doomsday lyrics

Napoleon Da Legend [verse 1] Genuine article with clips rechargeable in the arsenal S’nothing to a giant ya buzz Tiny like archibald right Type remarkable shows energetic Copastestic scientist trying to clone my genetics No regrets cooking up compliments of the chef Tough love bust nuts trash the condom and jet Straight Glutinous in and state kid they loving us Rappers on poles selling they soul with the s*uttiness I always talk with physics Put a stop to you career before it starts like abortion clinics and nah I don’t support your gimmicks I push this sport to the limit negotiate a bigger portion of the whole percentage Pretending to be something you ain’t When a real one comes to pull your number your faint None of us saints the coach should put a sub in ya place Talking ill about the movement thats another mistake 16 When I die beneath earth is how you bury the legend I sound crazy like a Charlie Cheen therapy session Up late by the 7 eleven they wanna know where his heads is and where the hell is he heading f**s celebrity my legacys already embedded there’s no deading me And if I’m deaded my words still live on the record Dirty etiquette birthing this dope like s**m and estrogen Hit the Trump towers trade words with the president Dj Eclipse [hook scratches] I’m getting ready for the big payback… From behind with my rhyme surprise attack… Straight take you out yo I give it to whoever want it… I spit raw verses that yall ain’t saying… Pull out my rap stacks… Got nothing for me… Now I gotta attack… Body bags and toe tags… You got an army? You still ain’t got no ends against us… Napoleon Da Legend [verse 2] Respect that When success happens Peep the friends not clapping Facts this ain’t song this a podcast rapping This is God rap after the bars they start clapping Barcardi dark sipping chicks with body parts flashing Po sh**s lovely beloved they can’t f** with me S’Fun for me I took the bag full of money reluctantly Don’t partake in any f**ery only calculated chances Go for the k** when I make advances Tatum Channing yes my name expanding sitting on the beach with my paper tanning planning But My bars is where The j**elry is at They stand in admiration like a round gluteus max Rock out for a suitable stack lives matter Move carefully cops’ll put two in ya back In a land where the rumors is fact And fake news is a fact They seek truth within my super venac’ They say fake it till u make it that motto’ll have lying Caught up all the hype while the business rob you blind On the sneak tip like pork inside licorice Rapping on beats with high hats That sound like water sprinklers I’m more particular Guatama and Pac Bob Marley with art with shotty that’ll body ya squad Po Witness the renaissance conquer leaving convalescence Step out pocket you’ll be suffering the consequences Dj Eclipse [hook scratches] I’m getting ready for the big payback… From behind with my rhyme surprise attack… Straight take you out yo I give it to whoever want it… I spit raw verses that yall ain’t saying… Pull out my rap stacks… Got nothing for me… Now I gotta attack… Body bags and toe tags… You got an army? You still ain’t got no ends against us…