Paco Rabanne (feat. Al the Punisher)

I take a protein scoop

And then I'm scoping the booth

In Bo Grove where they kill you if you know the truth

His phony tooth got knocked to the tiled floor

Smile more ravaging the afters like a cyborg

Got fine whores hitting lines so I smile

I'm inspired to make a fortune not off courses or by forcing shit

Post-recording take my girl out for pasta

The desert eagle stay smoking like a rasta

Take some Paco Rabanne and spray it on ya you stink

Four bands for a fresh Russian mink

Back to the lab blood gushing out the corpse in the sink

Toss him in the river or we force him to sing

We meet the guys down in Commack ya dig

Forty rounds in the rifle step up I'm killin' the mix

You fuckin yap-it-all cocksuckers spilling the biz

And when we catch you at your crib, you still the same whiz

(know it all motherfucker)

I make my moves in the night like Bruce Wayne

Smack his cup over his horseshoe show him a true stain

We move famous, light another spliff and school lames

I make my moves in the night like Bruce Wayne

Smack his cup over his horseshoe show him a true stain

We move famous, light another spliff and school lames

**** think they fly and they not fly at all

Brody sending shots and it's not fireball

They love to talk crazy 'til we fire off

Everything I do is Paramount, **** Viacom

I need a cup of Espolon, and bring it neat

She clean the royal penis, and throw roses at my feet

When you print that money, make sure the face on it me

I hunt 'em down and I bring em back for a feast

I got the most aura this bitch ever seen

Her daddy selling bricks, and she from Medellin

I'm small, but put in pain like Patrick Beverly

They reliant on these wack flows, that lack the NRG

I'm way past you ****, I hate half you ****

007 I aim at you ****

DoubleO's a legend, he's way past you ****

Get washed then dried, we Maytag you ****

Bet my past life I had made pastor figures

At the jewelry shop and I prayed I had the Jesus tinted

Washed in red sauce, smell like roses and steady body blessings

End the sentence, then I capitalize my inner crescent

Shining on the next piece of salad dressing

Gallon by the palace, shit was placed by the counted weapons

Groom prepared for the doom

I ended up in grammy spots, from simple thoughts to sinner tunes

Looney when I'm cool, but I'm quiet when its comfortable

I done told my subconscious thoughts to play it cool, but somehow you always run into them **** dubbing you

Ignorance a fool, cool

Tell me what I plan to do

Since you set the metronome for my life, see me through my hindsight

Guess I'm blind, right to the left screws

Motherfuckers think they know me from the back of the hand, till I twist the wrist

And cut the forearm with a goon

Amplified by drugs he took from shawty they had called a coon

Lost the job, financial devastation

She had the weight, playing life by intrusiveness and population pressure

Sun couldn't bloom, doomed

Couldn't see the self potential even if she wanted to

Life coach had the plays, the proper ones he never drew

Now he on the bench, watching babygirl play his rue

Home was turning physical, pops was stressed by bets to lose

Cause Brody didn't do the work, Magic out he caught the flu

Guess we gotta play the roles, even if we never made the rules

I got like two drinks, one for the morning and the afternoon

Crashing out on Leo cause he shedding hair on dinner food

Told my therapist I tried, genuine of all the rest tested but if doubt in debt

I'm pressed to play the loose 2

put me by the 3, and I'm scoring 3s and flopping bad

Even if my tooth loose play me by the 4 and I'm going more

Turn my court into a Saint Laurent labeled baby store

Selling bottles by the cap, no tax

Pax opened quarter past to 2, sitting comfortable

Had the babies munching lunchables, reading books about the universe

And how to void the hearse did the dirty work and now my feet hurt

Please meet my next kin, he plays the grim reaper