Indy 500

[Napoleon Da Legend verse]
I’m the first of a living breed “Get the Bag” academy
About half of em love me the other half is mad at me
You seeing Po shine no co-sign no fuck shit
Fuck ya producer fuck ya label and ya publicist
This is direct service from my crib to ya house
Point out any city on the map I’m a show out
Public Enemy Chuck D and Flav shit
Terminator X flip the game around and change shit
Night Walker Blade shit Wesley Snipes at his height
Phone ringing bank account singing like Glady Knight
Yo I average like about 35
While you corn balls be bragging with a nervous vibe
I’m the Robespierre of the Nobel peace
End the show with a “I ain’t going nowhere” speech
Heavy chip on my shoulder big boulder atlas
Popping off 3 in a row dolo hat trick

[Akhenaton verse]