Hercules
ProofHercules Verse 1: May the best man win…Against my Mac 10… Bring your best for me, nigga you dealing with a kingpin… Who do you recommend… To knock these niggaz off the paddle stand… War zone like it’s Pakistan… These trends will never end…I’m On post with 2 glocks let the games begin… I never ran from no man…you don’t want to go down a road with me that you never been…that’s a dead end… In the twilights the g.o.a.t writes …cold as ice you can lose your life whenever I’m on the mic… Unscrew bolts and empty vaults… I’m a boss…I make more noise than the officials niggas in the city hall… Super strength like apostle Paul… I’m bigger than Goliath but I never fall… Write graffiti on your wall… Me and my xena she’s my dawg together in this world nigga we run it all Hook: I’m the Son of Zeus… When I’m in the Booth I’m like makaveli…pac, I got the juice… Verse 2: Welcome to the dungeon it’s a drama jungle…I got enough cannons to keep me from going under… Bring the thunder … I got the mentality of the black mamba….contest your jumper….decrease your numbers… I stay in the attic like a dope addict reloading automatics…I’m a stone cold randy savage type nigga let you have it… put bullet holes in your kitchen cabinet……I’m a wrecking ball nigga I’m a wrecking havoc… Pops gave me the mantle with strength of Sampson… I break down the walls of the American scandals… You can only lift what you can handle….I give the streets more than they can handle…I gotta tight grip on the handle… Read the manual stronger the Greek gods I rip apart niggaz like an animal I’m a cannibal… Smashing hulk spit out the pulp…you ain’t strong enough to overcome after everything is said and done…I’m still the One Cm
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Hercules Verse 1: May the best man win…Against my Mac 10… Bring your best for me, nigga you dealing with a kingpin… Who do you recommend… To knock these niggaz off the paddle stand… War zone like it’s Pakistan… These trends will never end…I’m On post with 2 glocks let the games begin… I never ran from no man…you don’t want to go down a road with me that you never been…that’s a dead end… In the twilights the g.o.a.t writes …cold as ice you can lose your life whenever I’m on the mic… Unscrew bolts and empty vaults… I’m a boss…I make more noise than the officials niggas in the city hall… Super strength like apostle Paul… I’m bigger than Goliath but I never fall… Write graffiti on your wall… Me and my xena she’s my dawg together in this world nigga we run it all Hook: I’m the Son of Zeus… When I’m in the Booth I’m like makaveli…pac, I got the juice… Verse 2: Welcome to the dungeon it’s a drama jungle…I got enough cannons to keep me from going under… Bring the thunder … I got the mentality of the black mamba….contest your jumper….decrease your numbers… I stay in the attic like a dope addict reloading automatics…I’m a stone cold randy savage type nigga let you have it… put bullet holes in your kitchen cabinet……I’m a wrecking ball nigga I’m a wrecking havoc… Pops gave me the mantle with strength of Sampson… I break down the walls of the American scandals… You can only lift what you can handle….I give the streets more than they can handle…I gotta tight grip on the handle… Read the manual stronger the Greek gods I rip apart niggaz like an animal I’m a cannibal… Smashing hulk spit out the pulp…you ain’t strong enough to overcome after everything is said and done…I’m still the One Cm
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