Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bolo Yeung, artist - Napoleon Da Legend. Date of issue: 22.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bolo Yeung |
| Bolognese pasta in my Bolo Yeung posture |
| Dolo gang Golgo 13 up in the cockpit |
| Rock a mock neck prospects looking amazing |
| I took it back to the basics shows packed with crooked faces |
| Shook the nation from the fact there was a lack |
| Of anything with any substance and the culture sounding flat |
| I don’t care about the flack or backlash I get |
| I just spit what y’all be thinking over raw vintage |
| Jaws clinching, they shooting, everybody caught flinching |
| Ain’t shit changed since the Jim Crows days with all them lynching |
| Kumate rap Kwame Krumah slap, Kunte Kinte |
| Kundalini fighting super laid back |
| Paula Patton on the ringside patting my back |
| Present and looking forward strictly bust a cap at my past |
| Po kill him in record time Po Bolo |
| I’m recognized since the first the second line is pro bono yo |
| You are next |
| To catch a two piece |
| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi |
| Who you looking at? |
| You are next |
| To get blessed by these knuckle bones |
| You can write about it in ya struggle poem |
| You over there |
| You are next |
| To catch a two piece |
| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi |
| Who you talking to? |
| You are next |
| To get blessed by these knuckle bones |
| You can write about it in ya struggle poem |
| It’s a tug a war between good and evil |
| Few rotten apples ruin shit for other good people |
| It’s a mental exercise to remain calm focus |
| And not to use my arms and choke em |
| I meditate sit back drink a tea and get some head from a vixen |
| Otherwise might fuck around and get his head missing |
| It’s a full time job just to woosaa two sides to every tale |
| Stay grounded with the real no fairytales |
| Real men don’t get ruled by emotions I move kosher |
| I don’t do tofu hit up the buffet at Whole Foods |
| My fist soulful like Aretha Franklin when I defeat the rankings |
| Highjack the fucking industry and keep the ransom |
| Keep em talking while I’m stacking thought I was relaxing |
| While you wigging out I was prepping a course of action |
| Witness the death blow |
| Happy go lucky this dummy left with his neck broke |
| You are next |
| To catch a two piece |
| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi |
| Who you looking at? |
| You are next |
| To get blessed by these knuckle bones |
| You can write about it in ya struggle poem |
| You over there |
| You are next |
| To catch a two piece |
| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi |
| Who you talking to? |
| You are next |
| To get blessed by these knuckle bones |
| You can write about it in ya struggle poem |