Doomsday

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 sluttiness
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 that's another mistake
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
Fucks 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 sperm 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 Shits lovely beloved they can't fuck with me
S'Fun for me I took the bag full of money reluctantly
Don't partake in any fuckery only calculated chances
Go for the kill 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 jewelry 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...