I'm back up on that throne shit
That Micheal Corleone shit
That New York, New York
Hit yo bitch with some cold shit
Used to rock that iceberg
Then I switched to Polo
That Ralph Lauren had me feeling I'm Solo
Welcome to the terrordome
Phone home you are not alone
Any nigga throwing stones
He can catch a drone
Don't look me in my face
Bitch I'm Al Capone
If I hit you with the case
Better get the chrome
Sell it all but the styrofoam
Hustlers hustle till the grave
Like the catacombs
I got some minutes so I'm down to Rome
Young Cesar in this bitch bought salad home
Used to bump the clips and that reggae tone
Then I started making hits for my f*cking zone
Passion of Christopher Michael
Let them nail me to the cross
If they looking for idols
Let them niggas recycle
That flow been gang banged
Rehashed and thrown to the owls
Let me give you something new
State of the f*cking art
Yo I'm Beethoven mixed with that Bonaparte
Yo I told you dumb niggas I don't nigga a mark
I just rip it like lotto
Ain't that 8 mile road
But I just spit it like hallows
Back on Juniper
I shoot it like I'm Christopher Morrow
I'm back up on that new age rap
This new jack got crack
I got 2 for 25 if you need gak
I got burners from the swarmers if you need jack
I'm a Hustler the only thing I sell is rap
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
You got beef bitch
Well I'm a need that back
You got beats bitch
Well I'm a kill that track
Cut it like Kobe
I'm Obi
When I swing that axe
Lord hold me
Please show me
I can bring me back
From the other side
The dark times they hold me back
Hanging with sharks and I'm kinda bored
You niggas on the aux I'm a need the cord
Your engineer sucks I'm a need the board
Man who produce your beats
Bro they on the floor
Looking for eagles cause I wanna soar
If you f*cking with these raps
I'll put you on the board
Tracks niggas on the beat running 44s
Christopher Michael, you can't ignore
Christopher Michael - Passion of Christopher Michael Lyrics
Christopher Michael - Passion of Christopher Michael Lyrics
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I'm back up on that throne shit
That Micheal Corleone shit
That New York, New York
Hit yo bitch with some cold shit
Used to rock that iceberg
Then I switched to Polo
That Ralph Lauren had me feeling I'm Solo
Welcome to the terrordome
Phone home you are not alone
Any nigga throwing stones
He can catch a drone
Don't look me in my face
Bitch I'm Al Capone
If I hit you with the case
Better get the chrome
Sell it all but the styrofoam
Hustlers hustle till the grave
Like the catacombs
I got some minutes so I'm down to Rome
Young Cesar in this bitch bought salad home
Used to bump the clips and that reggae tone
Then I started making hits for my f*cking zone
Passion of Christopher Michael
Let them nail me to the cross
If they looking for idols
Let them niggas recycle
That flow been gang banged
Rehashed and thrown to the owls
Let me give you something new
State of the f*cking art
Yo I'm Beethoven mixed with that Bonaparte
Yo I told you dumb niggas I don't nigga a mark
I just rip it like lotto
Ain't that 8 mile road
But I just spit it like hallows
Back on Juniper
I shoot it like I'm Christopher Morrow
I'm back up on that new age rap
This new jack got crack
I got 2 for 25 if you need gak
I got burners from the swarmers if you need jack
I'm a Hustler the only thing I sell is rap
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
You got beef bitch
Well I'm a need that back
You got beats bitch
Well I'm a kill that track
Cut it like Kobe
I'm Obi
When I swing that axe
Lord hold me
Please show me
I can bring me back
From the other side
The dark times they hold me back
Hanging with sharks and I'm kinda bored
You niggas on the aux I'm a need the cord
Your engineer sucks I'm a need the board
Man who produce your beats
Bro they on the floor
Looking for eagles cause I wanna soar
If you f*cking with these raps
I'll put you on the board
Tracks niggas on the beat running 44s
Christopher Michael, you can't ignore
That Micheal Corleone shit
That New York, New York
Hit yo bitch with some cold shit
Used to rock that iceberg
Then I switched to Polo
That Ralph Lauren had me feeling I'm Solo
Welcome to the terrordome
Phone home you are not alone
Any nigga throwing stones
He can catch a drone
Don't look me in my face
Bitch I'm Al Capone
If I hit you with the case
Better get the chrome
Sell it all but the styrofoam
Hustlers hustle till the grave
Like the catacombs
I got some minutes so I'm down to Rome
Young Cesar in this bitch bought salad home
Used to bump the clips and that reggae tone
Then I started making hits for my f*cking zone
Passion of Christopher Michael
Let them nail me to the cross
If they looking for idols
Let them niggas recycle
That flow been gang banged
Rehashed and thrown to the owls
Let me give you something new
State of the f*cking art
Yo I'm Beethoven mixed with that Bonaparte
Yo I told you dumb niggas I don't nigga a mark
I just rip it like lotto
Ain't that 8 mile road
But I just spit it like hallows
Back on Juniper
I shoot it like I'm Christopher Morrow
I'm back up on that new age rap
This new jack got crack
I got 2 for 25 if you need gak
I got burners from the swarmers if you need jack
I'm a Hustler the only thing I sell is rap
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
Metaphors for the carnivores
Bring that back
You got beef bitch
Well I'm a need that back
You got beats bitch
Well I'm a kill that track
Cut it like Kobe
I'm Obi
When I swing that axe
Lord hold me
Please show me
I can bring me back
From the other side
The dark times they hold me back
Hanging with sharks and I'm kinda bored
You niggas on the aux I'm a need the cord
Your engineer sucks I'm a need the board
Man who produce your beats
Bro they on the floor
Looking for eagles cause I wanna soar
If you f*cking with these raps
I'll put you on the board
Tracks niggas on the beat running 44s
Christopher Michael, you can't ignore
Writer: Christopher Brown
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