Don Eladio

[Intro:]
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One, two
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7L, what up pa
Yeah, Pack Pistol Pazzy
Listen, yeah

[Verse 1:]
Great initiation was granted until it dawned on me
That I was born to be the destruction, storming on Normandy
The shotty make your soul evaporate, like it was sorcery
I walk accordingly, 'cause the horror hardly haunted me
'Cause God rewarded me but the lonely poverty torture me
For talking awkwardly on the Holy Portion He offered me
He walk with me and taught mе the inexplicable conjuring
Thе offering, the thieving, the stolen Father of larceny
I'm talking cautiously, the Malaysian modern monarchy
The darkening, the weakness, the vision loss of the Valkyrie
The hauntening, the start of the martyr all the debauchery
The archery, the shooter, the cornerstone of idolatry
The hammer connoisseur, I'm like growing tall is so hard for me
And walk to me so I can just mark it off of the glossary
The slick-talking type, with a Scientologist auditing
The blood sacrifice I offer your head as an offering

[Hook:]
I'm an OG shoota, gifted with the Ruger
Ain't nobody gunning for me
I'm a sawed-off holder, straps on both shoulders
Ain't nobody coming for me
I'm a black-tar pusha, superfly snooka
Never put a body on me
I'm a stone cold stunner, .50 cal gunner
Ain't nobody fucking with me

[Verse 2:]
The new government, my blood is a lot darker
Leatherface accelerate like a Dodge Charger
Why bother, Hail Marys and Allfathers
The goat offering is devotion to God's karma
The soul of the spirit is present in God's armor
This a mercy killing, I done it in God's honor
Knife work nice, I swipe like a sharp carver
The ACP will burn 'em like hot lava
Money scared, he sweat bullets like hot sauna
Body parts everywhere like they got Dahmer
This chopper gon' make y'all strip but it's not Gaza
The Sabbath wasn't made for man but it got darker
Han's fate would have been changed if he shot Jabba
The army gon' blow those trumpets like Art Farmer
The new Sig MPX is a lot larger
It's ambidextrous and it kick like a locked locker

[Hook:]
I'm an OG shoota, gifted with the Ruger
Ain't nobody gunning for me
I'm a sawed-off holder, straps on both shoulders
Ain't nobody coming for me
I'm a black-tar pusha, superfly snooka
Never put a body on me
I'm a stone cold stunner, .50 cal gunner
Ain't nobody fucking with me

[Outro:]
(Fading out progressively)
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Ain't nobody fucking with me