Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Teflon Dons, artist - Necro. Album song Once Upon a Crime, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: c. Psycho+Logical
Song language: English
Teflon Dons |
Clap you in the beak with the snub-nose heat |
Wrap a towel around your head like a sheik to stop the blood leak |
Slaughter your aorta, your heart forfeits |
Hang you up, Columbian Necktie, gore drips |
Lay you out like Dexter, Fag, it’s my career |
Dissect you, in a hefty bag, you’ll dissappear |
A sarcastic, smartass punk |
Now you’re a carcass in my trunk, dropped in the garbage dump |
Never to be seen again, or heard of |
The Godfathers method, efficient, assembly line, murder |
Slice you with the machete, like Iron Maiden Eddie |
Then sit down, and eat meatball and spaghetti |
A new breed of New York thugs is born yo |
Ruthless, violent, greedy, drugs and porno |
Roy DeMeo, pushing the boy and yayo |
Employ young boys to sling, the king, lay low |
Teflon Dons with the long nose kronze, blast through your kevlar |
Plant car bombs |
Untouchable, Leave a bitch face split |
We’re like a second government, a dictatorship |
Teflon Dons with the Revlon Blondes |
Got an army of serial killers and ex-cons |
Untouchable, give you a face lift |
We’re like a second government, we dictate with clips |
Yeah, Corporate money. |
gorgeous honies |
Tommy guns roar like The Roaring Twenties |
G Corleone in an office with Sonny |
Round magazine bullets lost in your tummy |
Blaze your lights out, your lifestyle crumby |
Keep running your mouth, you get found in a drum, B |
Real life mobster shit, Red Lobster hits |
Pop your shit, with a box of clips |
Head shots till your top is split |
Best spot, Nigga, red dot shit where they dock the ships |
Blast off with a torch like Mad Dog Coll, and Sawed-off double barrel |
Your back bone bulging |
Red Stained white sheet where the target lay |
Inside the barbershop, toast to Chardonnay |
You get done in the harshest way |
Joey Zasa style, catch 'em in the crowd at the marching parade |
Ok? |
Teflon Dons with the long nose kronze, blast through your kevlar |
Plant car bombs |
Untouchable, Leave a bitch face split |
We’re like a second government, a dictatorship |
Teflon Dons with the Revlon Blondes |
Got an army of serial killers and ex-cons |
Untouchable, give you a face lift |
We’re like a second government, we dictate with clips |