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daniel son (mc) - rondo lyrics
[sample]
leave the f-ckin cheese there!
alright?
i love f-ckin cheese on my feet
i stick motherf-ckin provelone in my socks at night
so they smell like your sister’s crotch in the morning
[verse 1]
24 hours to live, i got an hour left
and if you runnin then i make you die a coward’s death
put one in your back like ricky then puff sticky
this that kush my dude, an ounce costs you 250
(yo let me get two!)
so get the chronic out, me i fill the block with loud
burn it down, 2 a.m. at the waffle house
dead body, chalk him out
violence what i talk about
what you expect? i was raised in a haunted house
say i need counseling, someone that could teach ya
cause right now my future looking grim like the reaper
used to wait for the phone calls to play fifa
at the staircase to heaven
stole the keys from the gatekeeper
as a youngin used to rock the all-white fila’s
now i smoke cheeba, collect money for the ringleaders
as a youngin used to rock the all-white fila’s
now i smoke cheeba, collect money for the ringleaders
[hook]
who’s world is this? bbm bbm courtside get the money
it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine
who’s world is this? who’s world is this?
who’s world is this? who’s world is this?
it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine
who’s world is this?
[verse 2]
i be the god for the new planet
my crew like wu-tang
my girl got b00bs like janet
they mad juicy, d-mn it
i keep the uzi for my dude lou in the yakuza
he in the don heard he died but can’t confirm the rumors
watch the snakes, make you freeze like that b-tch medusa
gave your girl a pill one time, now she a frequent user
the cops wanna search so i got a beeper
hit the payphone, catch the dough like a slot receiver
a young wes welker
you the only one eatin
why your dogs look skinny like santa’s little helper?
i’m in the front row, chillin, i got the blunt rolled
word to my dude gene one, yo that’s the young bro
city of toronto, peel region rondo
settin up the buckets, pull off in a ford bronco
i make the pack touch down like a running back
the strong kush, couple hits make your lungs collapse
(believe that! 3000 for the pound and it’s yours!)
[hook]
it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine
who’s world is this? bbm bbm courtside get the money
it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine it’s mine
who’s world is this? who’s world is this?
who’s world is this? it’s yours
who’s world is this? it’s yours
who’s world is this?
it’s yours (x5)
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