The Godfather

Ntro:
All hail your Majesty
Cuhz comin' close to thee is a fallacy
I blow minds like the best Hashish
And got skill call it 7th Dan Mastery
Sit on my throne in luxuries lap
Get on my level or fall the fuck back
Arrest the cardiac then resuscitate that
I am the face of the game so you should face facts……and

Hook:
Throw your hands in the air
Wave them mother fuckers like you just don’t care (unh)
It’s big money over here
Soon as I appear haters fall to the rear
I got one aim, one flame
When they talk about the great they speak one name (GR)
In the lanes grippin' wood grain
Bow down before the King and kiss the pinky ring

Verse one:
All eyes on the franchise
Prime-time high step down the side line
Big chief, big boy spits ruthless
‘Bout to show you who the truth is
Speak the language of the Deuce'z
Excuse my arrogance
But there will be no comparison
I’m on the highway of life barrelin’, no holds barred
Soles never touch ground I’m in orbit with the stars (unh)
Groove is a model of success
I give the game life without me there’s no breath
No stress just Grand-Daddy Purp
No flaws in the ice in the paper I’m immersed
Bear witness to the screen-play
Every portrait is a masterpiece and I am the sensei
Bow down before the deity
Cuhz my Uzi weighs a ton I’m the new Public Enemy (yes)

Hook:
Throw your hands in the air
Wave them mother fuckers like you just don’t care (unh)
It’s big money over here
Soon as I appear haters fall to the rear
I got one aim, one flame
When they talk about the great they speak one name (GR)
In the lanes grippin' wood grain
Bow down before the King and kiss the pinky ring

Verse two:
I got you in the cross-hairs like a sniper then I strike ya
Like a Viper time to pay the piper
Pay the price, I bless souls every time I bless the mic
My lyrics are the guiding light
Mad dog off the leash got rabies
That means I’m certified crazy
Two times for the hood it’s the crim..i..nim….inal
With the dime piece entourage (follow me now)
The pack leader clap heaters drinkin' Louie by the liter
Doin' doughnuts in a V12 two seater (unh)
Groove’s the man with the master-plan
Cuhz gettin' paper is the only thing I understand
And money speaks my language so we conversate in depth
No deficit pockets never recess (unh)
No drought cuhz I stay on deck
And nigga on base so I pitch mine from the stretch

Hook:
Throw your hands in the air
Wave them mother fuckers like you just don’t care (unh)
It’s big money over here
Soon as I appear haters fall to the rear
I got one aim, one flame
When they talk about the great they speak one name (GR)
In the lanes grippin' wood grain
Bow down before the King and kiss the pinky ring

Throw your hands in the air
Wave them mother fuckers like you just don’t care (unh)
It’s big money over here
Soon as I appear haters fall to the rear
I got one aim, one flame
When they talk about the great they speak one name (GR)
In the lanes grippin' wood grain
Bow down before the King and kiss the pinky ring