Return of the Don - Kool G Rap

Y’all gon' feel me on this one

Aight, real, real rap

Fuck is the deal, man?

It’s game over, raw coke on the mirror by the

Two dames on my shoulders, they hanging over, they training yoga

Sexin' them crazy, I’m sinking colas, I’m yanking molars

Like I’m supposed to, my main soldier swinging his toasters

Nigga hard, cold as a polar bear’s, bake from the rover

Three-leaf clovers if you ever thought my reign was over

The pipe game, I have him flying with his stinking odor

I push a button on your life like it’s a game controller

Mahogany bed with a mommy on the spread

I’m a monster nigga, turned into a zombie for this bread

Don’t think I’m claiming I’m banging cause their Mazi’s bloody red

The sawed-off double-barrel filled up with double lead

Fuck blowing your head off, I’ll blow your body from your head

It’s the return of a don

Got nothing but dick for the world

A kiss for mixing me wrong

It’s the return of a don

Homie, a rink is nothing

If, thanks for nothing

It’s the return of a don

Go in and tell every slinger that holds pimps

Tricks are charms

It’s the return of a don

And he about to get dirty

The hand goes as pearly, I’m going in early, I mean it