PRODIGY - The One and Only

rate me


Papa Johnson!

My name miss Fieldmore, Danny's mother


I wish more black could men would stand up

And fight for their home

Th way you're doing it

I heard you killed three of his men

Like the Lord swooped in on Sodom and Gomore

You swung your mighty cypher in 'em heathen's heads

Rolled on the pavement

You're a killing machine

You, papa Johnson, you fuck mess, you just a killa

But I'm telling you

Thank er'body

Papa Johnson, mr. Johnson, you know what?

I've been singing for you a long time

I've been tryna get a job down at the cotton court

For six months.

Now look here! Come down to the Bamville, see my man

Calvin. He's a clean head man, he's down, he does all the hiring

Excuse me, please? Calvin, yes.

Is he gon' take care of me?

He gon' take care of you


Don P, Colonel 16's

Captain Bars, man, you can call me

Whatever the F you feel best

Just as long as you spell my name right on the checks

I'mma, keep doin' what I do so well

Truth be told, without money I would still spill

All of my thoughts onto the beats

This is my passion, my baby, I breathe

Eat sleep and shit soul music

Watch how my song touch you, it's spiritually movin'

You might wanna cry

He got a problem with P? He might wanna die

While I'm, so lovable and so humble

That if you cross me, then you deserve to stumble

And fall on a Rambo knife

Look homey, you obviously don't know me, I'm

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The one and only, Infamous, notorious


I'm Bandana P, the fantastic one

Reptile, I spit acid, they kyan't done

I die harder than your average die hardheaded nigga

I don't learn 'til it's too late, and it's early, nigga

I don't take orders, fold, or break under pressure

I don't take kindly to strangers or new faces

It might be the police

Maybe the D.A. brothers, come to get me

I've got a dark sense of humor

Gotta calm down a lot, I, got a hot temper

I'm tryin' to change

But these people out here push me to engage

in all types of fuckery, jealous and they envious

Misery love company they don't really love me~!

I had to sever our ties

Sit back in my jacuzzi watchin' pelicans fly

Thinkin' back how we used to be on the same page

I realize now, that you nothin like me, I'm

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My reign at the top don't stop, it's endless

Watch me crush so-called competition, man, listen

There is no threat to my position

These niggaz is harmless, there's no comparison,

To rap's top shotter, best sellin' author

In non-fiction, you better pray I go easy

and thank me for not exposin' your bumba claat

I could go in on you, but I'm not

Success is the best revenge

And I'm fit to show you people how to do this here

intelligent, smooth criminal music

You never lived this life, you can't relate to it

I'm the chief of all chiefs, the Don of all dons

The boss of all bosses, the fuckin warlord

The grand wizard of bars

When I die, my tombstone'll read "He was..."


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