Corleone

Let me be,
Just what I am, what I want to be.
Let me go free, for myself,
For a moment that will not come back, for a minute I will be.

Play back again,
Tell me "I'm free sometimes" but I never represent
Myself when I'm coming back freezed,
I breathe sometimes but I'm never gonna see, then...

I will never gonna be,
Tell me for a moment who the fuck is on my seat?

And for a piece of memory,
Tell me who is coming?
Who is running?
Why is here?

And then come back to my soul,
Junkies and strippers were sucking their owns.

Right back in them,
There's a motherfucking psycho that is trying to get in.

Trying to get down on the morning.
Trying to get fucked on the evening.
Then in the night he's like "sike Im the god of night!".
While the fuck, sucked, rock and roll,
Is bumping the bag while I shake the room.
Rappin as gold as the Jelly Roll,
Bumping the bag while I shake the room.

Feel the rock and roll,
Jump in the night while I smoke and roll.
Corleone feeds the soul,
Shake her ass sometimes while I fuck the world.
Come back again,
Go back again,
Come back again,
When I rock and roll...
Give it to dance while I rock and roll!

Bumping the bag while I shake the room, when I shake the room.
Rappin' as gold as the Jelly Roll, as the Jelly roll!

Feel the rock and roll,
Tell to rock the room,
Feed the rock and roll,
Feeling the back when I shake the room!
Feeling the bag while I shake the room!