Mokotow Kokktail lyrics

Yeah!
Sonny Sosa!
Get money live life enternainment
Mokotow c*cktail Vol. 1
DJ Omar, let's go!
I stay out in the east where the winter is cold
Behind that red curtain like the Eminem Show
Warsaw the warzone, we gettin' that doe
We don't give a f*ck if you was hot a minute ago
Cause the minute you start frontin', be the minute you go
Meet up with the holy ghost, I'm so spiritual - oh!
Some of my criminals can't get rid of you all
I'm a lyrical miracle, I kill 'em with flows
Knife in my left hand, fork in my right hand
??? dogs bite me, shorten my lifespan
Cause I eat rappers - no homo - read backwards
Papoose ain't the only ??? dream catcher
I keep it movin like knee action wheels
I'm hyperactive, man - I need sleeping pills
I'm sick, I need promethazin like Weezy, for real
Cause I keep throwin' up on these beats - I'm ill
Like illegal activity up in Illinois
You're literal mini-me's can't kill the boy
That's illusional, gotta use your imagination
I'm Doctor Doolittle which means I'm about to lose my patience/patients
Got it?! I repeat: I'm about to lose my patience/patients
Then go crazy on 'em, I'm that new sensation
Besides being a beast, I, resite on the eastside of the world, man - now be quiet
You need ?heart to be grasshoppers? my freestyles
Eat your a-sides and b-sides you'll see riots
When my album hits stores
Your whole style got me fealing filled up like alphabet boys
I'm a bit bored, you're boarderline whack
I can recall the times when nobody would record my tracks
Nobody gave a f*ck, or recorded my raps, you was on the grind where the quarter pops at, damn!
I was on the grind where the stick-up kids at
f*ck the hip-hop biz, that b*tch is like the war in Iraq
I keep going and going
I keep flowin and showin that there is more than a bunch of morons flowin' in Poland
I'm - boastin' 'n' bragin', so excited
And my game be them warriors like Coney Island
I overbuy sneakers, leathers and jeans
Call it social science or politic with the feens, and I -
Coke supplier, coke supplier
Keep it noble with that medal, that open fire
I'm a gentleman, gentleman who shows off guns
You ain't gangsta - you're a bunch of show-off chumps
You're so soft, run, get your Häagen Dazs ass home
We're tired of you, time to say goodbye, as*h*le
We bully the snitches like Samy the Bull (Sammy Gravano)
Puttin' a bullet into ?the scene? and never the bull, b*tch!
And thats what's really good
It's your boy Sonny Sosa aka the money broker
Money laundry all day, my n*gga! Ough!
We stacking Euros skyhigh, you know what I'm saying?! Ough!
From Berlin to Warsaw to Casablanca to Paris, to New York City, motherf*cker, we get it in, yes sir! We putting out word!
Mokotow c*cktail n*gga