Lyrics Broly - Napoleon Da Legend

Big bank take little bank
I cause a big bang
Smack ya ghost writer and ya think tank
We got em flanked
Greet ya flank with a big shank
Got another banger in the tank
Give thanks
I'm doing big things fucking the budget up
Rock a dashiki in the meeting
Fuck a button up
You known for showing ya ass
I'm known for cutting up
Emotional ass thugs
Yall need to toughen up

Black ops regiment
Weapons in the arsenal
Bombs AKs
Take ya straight to the hospital
DOA got a sniper named Mamadou
Osman, Abdul, Ibou
Mohamed too

Murders a nothing burger
Nothing impossible
If money running low lock
And load do a job or two
Hit man for hire
Send me the bounty
Tell these little rappers
Get the fuck from around me

Specialized techniques
Peak martial artist
Aikido, Wing Chung
Break down ya carcass
These dudes straight
Garbage jealous ones starving
Ungrateful bastards
Looking for a bargain

Steel sharpen steel
My status is hard to kill
Keep on my foot on they necks
Till I'm sitting on top of mills
Wanna chop it up and build?
Picking brains, that'll cost ya
Slam you against ceilings
And walls back and forth you
Slap and toss you out the window
Then applaud you
Have ya wife cook me a meal
Then divorce you
Known to slice right
Through the BS like sword do
Plead guilty then drop a grenade
Inside the court room
Fight the whole room
And do a dance on top corpses
Celebrate and pop corks
With girls looking gorgeous
My vortex defy physics
When I talk shit
You seen the matrix
Po is what you call a glitch

High adrenaline
High potency my melanin
Sharp, brash, proud, intelligent
Hustle cause the money
Make the world go round
I'm copping Stock
ETF's, bonds by the pound

Energetic general
Non-GMO
No chemicals everywhere
I go it's a spectacle
Smacking off the faces of skepticals
The god so impeccable
Pharaohgam
Take it to a level that's untenable

Still cooking that delectable
Shade and any type disrespect is unacceptable
Stop ya crybaby shit
Life ain't fair
You can black ball
White ball I don't care

Counting followers fuck nah
I make dope and bottle it
Till my name go synonymous
Fans in Japan, France
Lagos acknowledge it
A crowd a just start to form
When I start popping shit
My future looking promising rap politics
Anarchist, samuraï
Lace you up with bandages
Transform to my final form
Then demolish it
Swing a mighty fist take you back to 96
Old school, new school
Nah this NOW tho
They peep what I did
Still they don't know how though