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Corleone Lyrics Meanings
by Russ

Corleone Lyrics

Yeah, someone call the villains
Someone call the heroes
Tell them that I'm livin' like I'm both
Call me Pete Rose
Livin' by the G code
Never F it up
I always hit my free throws
You never steppin' up
But it's a blessin' in disguise
I'm lookin' at the game through a peep-hole
Watching Jaws getting chewed by some Nemo's
I'm blowin' weed smoke, livin' on a speed boat
Music in my engine, that's the only way the dream floats
So I'm gon' be the one that comes along that leaves you something to fuck with
Even when I'm dead, light a blunt, bitch
'Cause everything I make is so ahead, now it's timeless
No doubt, you gon' have to listen and rewind this
Sold out, shows full of hoes keep me mindless
Mixin' up my potion for success, I'm the scientist
Twistin' up this potent for the stress, I'm deprivin' it
Reall' nothing serious, the theory is the sky's in it

Yeah, I make a beat and take a shot, and then I zone out
Lookin' at my feet taking off on they own route
Hip-hop is a grapevine, bunch of starvin' Marvins
Arguing 'bout Earth when it's really 'bout the martians
With DIEMON on they chest, lions in the flesh
Eyein' every prize in the skies of a test
I'ma pass it, wake up in the studio
The classics that I made last night
After late night flights
I'm a shark chasing minnows but I save my bite
For the big fish, you small times, I'm talking big shit
I'm tryin' to make 100 a hundred million when I'm 25
Not when I'm 25, but by the time I'm 25
I'm drivin' in a Ghost
Everyday is Halloween
Lighting up my smoke
Probably blazin' Charlie Sheen
I'm on the West Coast, stress low, with a bad bitch
Life is like a movie, I got groupies as my actress
Yeah, hahahaha, yeah, and I got groupies as my actress
Yeah And everyday's the same shit, weed and alcohol
Yeah, I mix the pain with the greed and have it all
And everyday's the same shit, weed and alcohol
Yeah, I mix the pain with the greed and have it all

Okay, I'm 'bout to be a legend who'd've thought I do it this way?
Had to plant a garden you were tryin' to let the Knicks play
Now I'm on my sixth day, kush in my six J's
Liquor in my cup so my mind's playin' tricks, hey
Girls are gettin' frisky
I don't have the time but
If you make those hips sway
I'll promise you'll be mine
Little Dominican dime
With an attitude
Come up to my altitude
We gon' rock the boat and
Probably make the mountains move
I'm gon' rock a show and
Take you all around the moon I live on
Just sip on this vodka and get gone
Yeah, just get gone

Writer(s): Russell Vitale
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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