Lord Infamous, Partee, Lil Wyte - Mafia Movie lyrics

Partee, check it out bro
We be grindin' a long motherfuckin time homie
We got all this bread
We got all these connections
You know I'm sayin'
We got the King behind us what you wanna do?

Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Like Robert De Neiro or Danny DeVito

Somebody don't get killed or bucked
In the opening credit's
Then I don't watch the movie
You will regret it
Mane I feel like Johnny Depp
In the movie "Blow"
When he realized he can turn green to snow
See I'm on my mafioso, this here is our day
If this was a mafia flick
A few wouldn't be alive
Never ride with yo crew or turn
Yo back on wise guys i avoided death so many
Times like Lucky Lucciano
If it's business it gets handled
I got the vision
I bust this eagle in the temple
Of Nicky Santoro I never

Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Like Robert De Neiro or Danny DeVito

I'm the son of DJ Paul
The nephew to Lord Infamous
Juicy J's my godfather, I am the mafia
Project Pat's my big brother
I'm a walking movie
No script, no rehearsal, nobody can sue me
I show up and do me
Just turn the fuckin' cameras on
And my right hand just happens to be
The king of the Black Haven Zone
Right off the road is Graceland Mansion
Where they have the mafia meetings
Local politicians attended and Elvis
Was a leader is it a coincidence that I'm
The man in charge now? I think not
I played the game right and
Then put my cards down
I'm Lil Wyte the soul throne
The future king of Memphis fuck it
While I am it I'm even tryin'
To over the world with this
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie
Like Robert De Neiro or Danny DeVito

No matter how big a guy might be
Nicky would take him on
You beat Nicky with fists
He comes back with a bat
You beat him with a knife
He comes back with a gun
And if you beat him with a gun
You better kill him

BLAY! Scarecrow the Lord Infamous
Some call me Kaiser Corleone
Hit yo car alarm, disintegrated by a C4-bomb
Scarecrow is a made man
I perform the attacks when it's
Time to get whacked
Razor wire around yo neck
Suffocate you with a plastic sack
Triple 6 a syndicate, yeah South Memphis
Yo I'm runnin' that if you make here a look
To my territory better
Give me my tax or you capture the axe
Made a deal with the devil
Ultimate power to give my soul up
Dip my fountain pen in my own
Blood before the flames erupt
Battin' heads like Nicky pile the
Skulls up on the mantle
Bury money stacks behind a panel
Brought your fucking camera
This will cross my credo, kill DeVito
Tommy Heelow
Get yo damn life beat to concrete fetal
See and speak no evil

Because he'll keep comin back and back
Until one of you is dead