[I Corleone I]

quick keystyle..

.. who am I?..

Ayo,

corleone demolishes fellas, who are predominantly jealous,
stellar vocabulary.. to service my adversaries in approximately-seconds//
I'll bombard the spot when I wreck shit.. and drop knowledge in reverence,
scholar like.. type to script a verse for theological-preference//
supreme intelligence, it's evident that my knowledge' a weapon,
knowledge is power, acknowledge how astounding my text is//
acknowledge the countless testaments I've written over promising records,
from hit records such as those that I could arguably mention//
but why argue, in essence?.. nor debate music with ones retarted perception,
and portray my creativity for ones heart for attention?..//
who am I?.. come walk with a legend,
as I take you down a path of his darkest obsession//
on how the many songs he wrote, are among his collection,
and how the many bars and hooks, took his art to perfection//
.. apart from his legacy, he's grown to a marvelous lesson,
that is.. only trust in God and divine intervention//
.. you see, some are destined to fall and die in oppression,
on the other hand.. my will to survive keeps me alive in its trenches//
.. as the world spins and many suffer from the mildest depressions,
some are taken by suicide, while some die by the wildest of methods//
.. around my way, everyday, people die from infections,
diseases of sorts, mistreated causes and violent offenses//
.. from timeless adventures, dating back to acts where crimes were relentless,
to drug epidemics where many fell.. lied my priceless successes//
.. who am I? I am a blessing, beyond righteous and destined,
preciseve, impressive.. enlightened by the light I'm projectin'//
despite my offenders, I'm quite interesting..
but I'm never interested in interests by the likes of these yes men//
.. corleone is a boss, who's twice as demented,
than anyone in suggestion, to those who ought to be mentioned//
or ought to be questioned.. alotta fraudulent reppin',
who talk a good game, but never touched or off'd any weapons//
.. cor lost in his matrix, it's somewhat a dimension,
filled with planets and bars he kicks like loss reception//
in his own multi-universe.. next to mars and saturn,-
where God's and chariot's dwell, amongst the stars we live in//
.. who as raw as he is? nobody in the face of existence,
his greatest ambitions date back to the early slave transitions//
before white collared criminals were mistaken for prisoners,
before albert pikes inquires were conveyed as religious//
.. corleone reigned in his image and was proclaimed the greatest at spitten,
where his chamber was hidden and later revealed as satans crypt then,-
later came his debut appearance on what we call today, a television,
where reporters stated they witnessed live, his hellish entrance//
his overall defense skills could leave you all defense-less,
a master of martial arts, with a charming-presence//
.. he's in all, relinquished.. a fan of his past victorious efforts,
where his talents were proved for slaughtering all those who would test him//
.. a true warrior on his quest, in solidifying his name,
new yorks own.. corleone, the livest in the game//

[I Corleone I]

quick keystyle..

.. who am I?..

Ayo,

corleone demolishes fellas, who are predominantly jealous,
stellar vocabulary.. to service my adversaries in approximately-seconds//
I'll bombard the spot when I wreck shit.. and drop knowledge in reverence,
scholar like.. type to script a verse for theological-preference//
supreme intelligence, it's evident that my knowledge' a weapon,
knowledge is power, acknowledge how astounding my text is//
acknowledge the countless testaments I've written over promising records,
from hit records such as those that I could arguably mention//
but why argue, in essence?.. nor debate music with ones retarted perception,
and portray my creativity for ones heart for attention?..//
who am I?.. come walk with a legend,
as I take you down a path of his darkest obsession//
on how the many songs he wrote, are among his collection,
and how the many bars and hooks, took his art to perfection//
.. apart from his legacy, he's grown to a marvelous lesson,
that is.. only trust in God and divine intervention//
.. you see, some are destined to fall and die in oppression,
on the other hand.. my will to survive keeps me alive in its trenches//
.. as the world spins and many suffer from the mildest depressions,
some are taken by suicide, while some die by the wildest of methods//
.. around my way, everyday, people die from infections,
diseases of sorts, mistreated causes and violent offenses//
.. from timeless adventures, dating back to acts where crimes were relentless,
to drug epidemics where many fell.. lied my priceless successes//
.. who am I? I am a blessing, beyond righteous and destined,
preciseve, impressive.. enlightened by the light I'm projectin'//
despite my offenders, I'm quite interesting..
but I'm never interested in interests by the likes of these yes men//
.. corleone is a boss, who's twice as demented,
than anyone in suggestion, to those who ought to be mentioned//
or ought to be questioned.. alotta fraudulent reppin',
who talk a good game, but never touched or off'd any weapons//
.. cor lost in his matrix, it's somewhat a dimension,
filled with planets and bars he kicks like loss reception//
in his own multi-universe.. next to mars and saturn,-
where God's and chariot's dwell, amongst the stars we live in//
.. who as raw as he is? nobody in the face of existence,
his greatest ambitions date back to the early slave transitions//
before white collared criminals were mistaken for prisoners,
before albert pikes inquires were conveyed as religious//
.. corleone reigned in his image and was proclaimed the greatest at spitten,
where his chamber was hidden and later revealed as satans crypt then,-
later came his debut appearance on what we call today, a television,
where reporters stated they witnessed live, his hellish entrance//
his overall defense skills could leave you all defense-less,
a master of martial arts, with a charming-presence//
.. he's in all, relinquished.. a fan of his past victorious efforts,
where his talents were proved for slaughtering all those who would test him//
.. a true warrior on his quest, in solidifying his name,
new yorks own.. corleone, the livest in the game//