"Mao's War On Sparrows" lyrics
Yeah! The fuck is this?
Schizophrenic tenant number one
My akhi caught a body, now my akhi on the run
He choppin' like karate, if they knock him, then he done
He on a Kawasaki, on a bobby with the drum
Listen, it was Sufi orders and Rumi auras
I had a few disorders and brutish mortars
It's putrid horrors and news reporters
Salute the bosses if you enforcers
Two tears in a bucket, everybody die, I'ma ride, I'm like fuck it
This an M7 bayonet and a musket
Everybody talkin', if they sparkin', I'ma bust it
Yeah! Motherfucker I was patient in Hell
Motherfuckers in the jail when they waitin' for bail (waitin' for bail)
Dionysus on the throne of Zeus
It's chickens coming home to roost
Aristocratic menagerie, we talkin' fiction vs. reality (reality)
I got the MAC on me and the cavalry (cavalry)
Mazzarella in Napoli, turn a mag into a calamity
Shoot through the Basquiat at the gallery (gallery)
This motherfucker had the audacity
The .45 turned his stomach into a daiquiri
Asti and Spumante, Supreme Team, Irv Gotti and Ashanti
Kanakambari the Kanakangi
You're dealin' with somebody 730, it's Bianchi
Ahh! Ninjaman and Super Cat
OG doin' twenty-three and one in supermax
I made the mass with an old Libyan
It's too much chiefs and there's no Indians
Schizophrenic tenant number one
My akhi caught a body, now my akhi on the run
He choppin' like karate, if they knock him, then he done
He on a Kawasaki, on a bobby with the drum
Listen, it was Sufi orders and Rumi auras
I had a few disorders and brutish mortars
It's putrid horrors and news reporters
Salute the bosses if you enforcers
Two tears in a bucket, everybody die, I'ma ride, I'm like fuck it
This an M7 bayonet and a musket
Everybody talkin', if they sparkin', I'ma bust it
Yeah! Motherfucker I was patient in Hell
Motherfuckers in the jail when they waitin' for bail (waitin' for bail)
Dionysus on the throne of Zeus
It's chickens coming home to roost
Aristocratic menagerie, we talkin' fiction vs. reality (reality)
I got the MAC on me and the cavalry (cavalry)
Mazzarella in Napoli, turn a mag into a calamity
Shoot through the Basquiat at the gallery (gallery)
This motherfucker had the audacity
The .45 turned his stomach into a daiquiri
Asti and Spumante, Supreme Team, Irv Gotti and Ashanti
Kanakambari the Kanakangi
You're dealin' with somebody 730, it's Bianchi
Ahh! Ninjaman and Super Cat
OG doin' twenty-three and one in supermax
I made the mass with an old Libyan
It's too much chiefs and there's no Indians
