Madchild, Evidence - Corleone lyrics
[Madchild, Evidence - Corleone lyrics]
A six man, I’ve been known to win
Since I was a little kid and Fat Joe was thin
Back then he wasn’t telling me shit
I wouldn’t listen even when advice was good
I was sticking to my vision
If it’s all times in one
I can think of the past hurt
And still got my "no head
No backstage pass" shirt
I never change my name or my Myspace password
No fathered on my style
So have a ghetto bastard
Why you taking so long in
Seeing people want the answer?
First I had a baby then
My lady got the cancer
Life throw a kitchen sink at
You in a major way guess my cap is my cape
I’m here to save the day
Hard to rumble if you ain’t no beast
And now I’m training hard
And thinking ‘bout war, not peace
There’s a time for that and that
Is not currently my status
Waiting for the sun, twiddle my thumbs
I’m up and at ‘em
The night is young i always
Know when it’s over
When people get drunk and
Start speaking very sober, real as shit!
I guess it’s time to make the most of it
It’s not how long you live but what
You have to show for it
Not how I’m sinking in my frequencies
I’m made for the sky, I’m flying frequently
So easily I approach
The person sitting next to me flying coach
Blacked the fuck out, wake up at customs
Forgot to flush my weed, I’m all flustered
Passed inspection, collect my belongings
Life in the rain, no umbrella, no arming’s
First up, nothing feel as good as earning it
Uh! I set it off to leave
Impressions that are permanent, point two
The pricing always right, but always the cost
And the boss ain’t always right
But he’s always the boss
Yeah, I got bars for life
And you’re a fresh fish i’m Charles Bronson
This is motherfucking Death Wish
Friends are worried ‘bout me saying
I need a head shrink
Chilling with a bitch in Bel
Air like Fresh Prince
Serial killer that packs a punch
‘Cause I just ate a full
Box of Captain Crunch
Yeah, and you can’t cry over spilled milk
Did so much bad shit, I am guilt filled
They think it’s funny when
You’re struggling with life
Like I’m walking with a blindfold
And juggling with knives
Darth Vader in a room
Full of white Stormtroopers
Black tints cover up my bright orange pupils
Full of uncut dope like a Cessna
All my words worth a fortune like Retna's
And I just went through turbulent times
Every verse occurred
I blurt it from a murderous mind
I’m moving like a man possessed
I am in a hurry
I’m Christine ’58 red Plymouth Fury
I’m pristine just in case y’all worry
But there’s two sides to me
Like a baseball fury
You’re sitting catatonic
Flex like I’m on anabolics
Turn your brain matter to paint
Splatter like Jackson Pollock quit stalling
I’m King Kong the stone walling
Just give me the link, I’ll stop snowballing
Since I was a little kid and Fat Joe was thin
Back then he wasn’t telling me shit
I wouldn’t listen even when advice was good
I was sticking to my vision
If it’s all times in one
I can think of the past hurt
And still got my "no head
No backstage pass" shirt
I never change my name or my Myspace password
No fathered on my style
So have a ghetto bastard
Why you taking so long in
Seeing people want the answer?
First I had a baby then
My lady got the cancer
Life throw a kitchen sink at
You in a major way guess my cap is my cape
I’m here to save the day
Hard to rumble if you ain’t no beast
And now I’m training hard
And thinking ‘bout war, not peace
There’s a time for that and that
Is not currently my status
Waiting for the sun, twiddle my thumbs
I’m up and at ‘em
The night is young i always
Know when it’s over
When people get drunk and
Start speaking very sober, real as shit!
I guess it’s time to make the most of it
It’s not how long you live but what
You have to show for it
Not how I’m sinking in my frequencies
I’m made for the sky, I’m flying frequently
So easily I approach
The person sitting next to me flying coach
Blacked the fuck out, wake up at customs
Forgot to flush my weed, I’m all flustered
Passed inspection, collect my belongings
Life in the rain, no umbrella, no arming’s
First up, nothing feel as good as earning it
Uh! I set it off to leave
Impressions that are permanent, point two
The pricing always right, but always the cost
And the boss ain’t always right
But he’s always the boss
Yeah, I got bars for life
And you’re a fresh fish i’m Charles Bronson
This is motherfucking Death Wish
Friends are worried ‘bout me saying
I need a head shrink
Chilling with a bitch in Bel
Air like Fresh Prince
Serial killer that packs a punch
‘Cause I just ate a full
Box of Captain Crunch
Yeah, and you can’t cry over spilled milk
Did so much bad shit, I am guilt filled
They think it’s funny when
You’re struggling with life
Like I’m walking with a blindfold
And juggling with knives
Darth Vader in a room
Full of white Stormtroopers
Black tints cover up my bright orange pupils
Full of uncut dope like a Cessna
All my words worth a fortune like Retna's
And I just went through turbulent times
Every verse occurred
I blurt it from a murderous mind
I’m moving like a man possessed
I am in a hurry
I’m Christine ’58 red Plymouth Fury
I’m pristine just in case y’all worry
But there’s two sides to me
Like a baseball fury
You’re sitting catatonic
Flex like I’m on anabolics
Turn your brain matter to paint
Splatter like Jackson Pollock quit stalling
I’m King Kong the stone walling
Just give me the link, I’ll stop snowballing