Non Phixion - Big Don Vincenzo lyrics

What up kid, Big Don Vincenzo
Pushin' the Benz-o loaded with endo
Limo tint around the windows
Our money sacks
We max like million dollar slacks
Coked up, ready to run the hundred mile track
Passing the buildings
Smokin' my ganja plant with children
Like Dennis Hopper
Rappin' about zebras and Sicilians
Predictin' stardom like a swami
I'm all about cold cuts, a t-bone
Soft bread and fried pastrami
Eatin hearty like Luca Brasi
I gotta call Billy Batts
To hit me with Sonys, Fishers, Hitachis
Off the truck with silk Versace
It all be criminal drug residual
My flows be stoned like the chemical
Gold fanatic, shootin' beats like an addict
Peace to all my shooters with gun stats
Who makin' magic bucktown goes BIZARRE
Killing fraudulent MC's who be up
In drag like Jamie Farr
To the max, I keep it, rugged for days
PJ's be like a maze
Got these niggas in the verbal haze
Goretex Mussolini, rockin zuchini
My classic Hip-Hop's equivalent to Paganini
Parmesan and baked ziti
Puffin cases of beadie with cracker bitches
Who look a lot like Ally Shedi
Shit is real dunn, Brooklyn killers with guns
So give up your funds
Next time you see me on the roof-tops