Song parody of
El Padre (Virtuoso Valverde)
by Illgod & Xplain D Don
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Virtuoso Valverde a.k.a. Fra Diavolo
Brother to the Devil, P.H. City's Capo
Clad in a majestic apparel
Strapped with a pistol in my holster whenever it's time to battle
Illgod, that's my war consigliere
He murders the beat, on some Fraudi Honoravelli
Simple minds can't overstand that
Give niggas mock executions before they get whacked
Label me a loan shark, cannibalistic Shylock
Craving the pound of flesh, over your azygos vein
Pay dues to the tyrant king
Since the day my moms water broke, I was made
Fine boy, I got a temptress Miss out in Venice
Takes a flight when in desperate need of the penis
Xplain, emcee, Don Dada
All these rapper cats, they softer than a sunflower
It's omerta I abide by, never did snitch
Thoroughbred wise guy, I've never been pinched
Extortion of the mind, when I'm writing these scripts
Pay attention, y'all welcome to the rhyming district
Behold the god, as I kicks it so descriptive
Utilizing puns, steady switching the linguistics
Far from your regular, mainstream misfit
These bars and metaphors, they rock like Limp Bizkit
Now peep this, I'm the baron, the landlord
Rapper cats they full of make up like Lancome
But me and Ill we take you back to the Golden Age
Caliente Sangre, we kick the Holy Grail
I keeps it raw, in the same vein, I keeps it clean
Commit a crime effortlessly then flee the scene
The ghost, the king and everything in between
The godfather, now bow down and kiss the ring.
Virtuoso Valverde a.k.a. Fra Diavolo
Brother to the Devil, P.H. City's Capo
Clad in a majestic apparel
Strapped with a pistol in my holster whenever it's time to battle
Illgod, that's my war consigliere
He murders the beat, on some Fraudi Honoravelli
Simple minds can't overstand that
Give niggas mock executions before they get whacked
Label me a loan shark, cannibalistic Shylock
Craving the pound of flesh, over your azygos vein
Pay dues to the tyrant king
Since the day my moms water broke, I was made
Fine boy, I got a temptress Miss out in Venice
Takes a flight when in desperate need of the penis
Xplain, emcee, Don Dada
All these rapper cats, they softer than a sunflower
It's omerta I abide by, never did snitch
Thoroughbred wise guy, I've never been pinched
Extortion of the mind, when I'm writing these scripts
Pay attention, y'all welcome to the rhyming district
Behold the god, as I kicks it so descriptive
Utilizing puns, steady switching the linguistics
Far from your regular, mainstream misfit
These bars and metaphors, they rock like Limp Bizkit
Now peep this, I'm the baron, the landlord
Rapper cats they full of make up like Lancome
But me and Ill we take you back to the Golden Age
Caliente Sangre, we kick the Holy Grail
I keeps it raw, in the same vein, I keeps it clean
Commit a crime effortlessly then flee the scene
The ghost, the king and everything in between
The godfather, now bow down and kiss the ring.