Текст песни
Yeah, ho alias Scorpiono
Yeah, ho my handle is Scorpiono
Let these bitches know that I am a beast
They preaching to wrong choir I'm a priest
Imperial dying breed last name Giangiordano
Transfused in the west limited midwest tendencies
Walking in the club bitch you know I'm gonna get it
I'm your true Italian daddy
Every bitch gonna wish she always had me
Eat that pussy just reminds me of spaghetti
Throw up the confetti
Dance till your ass and titties get all sweaty
Are you ready
Ho, You never ever ever know
When it time just let it go
Plowing bitches like there is no tomorrow
Drinking peroni still standing up
3 different shots of all different kinds of liquor
From all these other rappers I differ
Don't Tripp the trigger
I'm a pinch hitter from the roman coliseum
Rotten to the stem
My rhymes glow as shiny as a gem
I verbalize as fast a speedometer's rpm
Scorpiono is the name wife beater on
Playing it like a card game
I pack the perfect game
Hit you as fast as an insurance claim
No room for shame
You Fuckers just straight up lame
Italian blood in my veins runs thicker than water
On a new level that will singe even hotter
Corrupting your intellect hallowed with holly water
Both middle fingers in the air
Saying rock on I win they loose
Got two arms full of half sleeve tattoos
Starter for the club spreading no concern
Formula for the club still not giving a shit
Started for the club spreading no concern
Formula for the club still not giving a shit
Am I blessed or could it be a curse
That I can spatter the mist in every verse
Damnit man I just destroyed it
So I ignited with the filth to just amuse
I got all the energy to demolish and abuse
Got on my nicotine fix with this chew and a cigarette