Fat Tony – Goldeneye Lyrics

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[Fat Tony]
Face the odds, shake 'em off
I take hard times and I make 'em soft
You fuckin with a nigga that done paid the cost and made the boss realize what a nigga like
When the uniform gets taken off, I slaved and fought through all the fog
And now I'm here with all my dawgs and it's all my fault
And to think I once thought it all was lost
Now we taking off on vacations, lofts, got a couple locations I made my mark
For the sake of art, let's just say I'm smart and knew how to do this shit from the day I start
Since I was a little teen, had a little dream
All to be a king, bada bing, now I'm in the ring
Got the gloves on, hold up, let me touch on
A few things a nigga bring when he in the zone
Got the flow and the rap that compliment the track
The best beats, nigga please don't debate that
At the shows the hoes wave, I wave back
You niggas is old news like a wave cap
While I'm newer than a new born babe at a hospital with a little sterile face mask
And a proud pop staring at him through the plate glass
I'm the chosen guy, the goldeneye

[Tom Cruz]
Now let me tell you how it's gonna be
You see these girls right here in the front row in front of me?
One of them gon' have a son for me, because they think I be
The type of nigga that drink for free
And they right though
You wanna know what's going on with me?
I'm chillin', I'm alright, ho
I couldn't be better in the morning in my Cosby sweater reading the neighborhood newsletter
And they talkin' 'bout politricks, they're not interested in Hip Hop and who's better
Obviously that's me, though I don't work for free this shit kind of fun to me
And these niggas kinda under me
They ain't pros to me, actually they're like hoes to me
And sometimes I wonder if under their hosiery, these niggas got ovaries
That's beside the point, right now I'm now I'm beside a point right where I wanna be
I'm not Donell Jones
, I'm more like Sean Connery of this motherfuckin' genre, b
So you should honor me

Don't worry about how Sandra all up under me in heat tryna beat, man
I never tell a lie so I told 'em why, bitch, I'm the goldeneye

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