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Napoleon da Legend
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Knees of Atlas
Verse 1
Focus on my speech
Kid, I'm out of reach
what all you rappers are formulating is obsolete
I'm the type don't even count it's all there
rocking a coat made out of pure African horse hair
Pharo Gamo Po quick to tear a model tho
I terrorize your record sales and paralyze your dough
And that's the easy part
I'll reach out and squeeze your heart
nowadays can hardly tell these MCs apart
All your bars is empty and all your cars are rented
your baby momma ugly and now you're more selective
Besides the money rap you ain't saying much of nothing
disposable to record labels after the money crunching
I'm the type I'm always up to something
I let her fly free like a boomerang
don't need to cuff the muffin
This is capitalism
we're rapping for a living
in this game the line is thin between fact and fiction
I'm the equalizer
could tell you if he's a liar
and if you're stuck by your means you need to dream higher
The whole electorate wondering who the legend is
my fans hate other rappers
type prejudice
Presidential
essential like amino acids you never go in
type celibate
you see no action
You lead the people backwards
and you ain't even average
Po carry the globe on his shoulders with the Knees of Atlas
Chorus
Watch me cook that fly marvelous you starve for this
this is Po, one man brand and marketing
Gather around
nothing else will matter now
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the streets is mine
your movements is dead
ask around
Verse 2
Fly talker
kill the fly with a bazooka
surpass the present
I epitomize the future
Told you from jump street
these rappers are too comfy
my flow illegal in one hundred forty countries
Po Pharo know you heard it for sure
meanwhile standby watch a murder occur
Po
I ain't laughing with you
paparazzi snap ya picture
I'm the last of a breed that carries that elixir
Everything that glitters ain't necessary precious like the metal gold
I'm flowing legendarily
Speaking Po is like a beacon of light
I rock a party steal the show like a thief in the night
He's like the latest model mixed with oldest vintage
as you're listening you're witnessing my road to riches
Life could be cold and vicious
that's why I mold my vision
to propel me out of the lowest ditches
Bloodsuckers and bottom feeders rocking the coliseum
I wish his father could see him
Silicone titties with bras leaking
raw inside the cleavage
no wonder that my name coincides with genius
From my ashes I'm always rising like a phoenix
and if I said then I mean it Pharo Gammo
And if I sell it then I breathe it
you see the logo on the packaging
you better cop it when you see it
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