Dark Italians

Yeah Uh Party in Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos We dark Italians The blood line is puro In Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos I love my baby Hamilton And her Sicilian sister Double date It's in my image To buy em both a pitcher Maybe Lucas Complete the 4-some And give the ride a jump To take us to the pictures Sicily is pining for something to think of home Her sis is undecided Divided between her cultures I'm getting inspired Want a classic for the cult A young wannabe Don LT Corleone No syndicate of crime But a syncopated rhyme A syndicated series The greatest of all time Ain't hitting soprano I'm more in the baritone Life's hitting fever pitch And I'm matching semitones Never off Wife made me the boss Take her name I'm LH the Monk Double-barrel if you cross I'm Tyndall-Hamilton Where I'm at and where I'm from Both repped New Jersey like Bruce born to run Springsteen Way more than a spring chicken Spring it on teens that the spirit is still kicking Flood the whole city Drugs Seattle rain King of Blue Magic See a drug-addled reign Name It be LTtheMonk The place never sunken Rants might be drunken Still reveal nothing Too much Control perception What I publish All in the name of mastering the puppets Party in Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos We dark Italians The blood line is puro In Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos We dark Italians The blood line is puro In Racalmuto Racalmuto Yeah We dark Italians Raiders no Marcus Allen Our lost ark is art That travels through Gary Indiana If my jewels is Michaels Then when you see me on the wall of fame My chassés gone strike through Pirouettes that Turn into 2 steps If Dr. King's words were violence begets Violence That means the result of my style Is many stylish women who come into my sight The Negro Neapolitan Chocolate in the origin Made her way to Naples Vanilla a modification The touch of strawberry I'm tasting The cherry on top Her fruit My cock tailing son Call me Davidson The way this harlot Is in her biker shorts And riding me till the morning One Fly Donna bellissima Madrina Gimme capo While the money in the cleaners Party in Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos We dark Italians The blood line is puro In Racalmuto We stay mute though Hushed tones in the presence of prosciutto More Moors coming through to get the kudos We dark Italians The blood line is puro