Tito

I'm way too old to be childish I know you can see tho I put they feet in cement And take them to Encino Tell them to jump You can call me Gambino Costa nostra mob ties When they drop like flies Please don't flake on my chips Snap you quick like Dorito I am a very big man you Are tres poquito If we were the Jacksons then You would be Tito Talking oh so reckless Please watch your ego I'm sipping on your momma's horchata Like Luke I'm your father Your father dipped out for milk He said he'll be back manana Manana came and went quick Your momma bed was so cold He don't come back no more He don't come back no more I got drip like Pacino Brando Michael and Vito See we are not equals Godfather 1 You are the squeals Wanna be like me So you lie and cheat But cannot compete But feel incomplete Please don't flake on my chips I'll snap you quick like Dorito I am a very big man you Are tres poquito If we were the Jacksons then You would be Tito You will never be me tho Please watch your ego All of your heroes be zeros I'll call up Robert de Niro With my denaros and pesos Euros stacking my case load Economics Ebonics Linguistics hooked phonics Ironic just stop it I might have to cop it Taking shots like a free throw While they call me Tito I'm ethos of pain pleasure And power the squeal The abuse it feels lethal The abuse is the squeal Again and again aguish Make me feel evil I hype myself up Pride before fall Life must get better I risk it all Day night, daddy's fights Standing so tall Car rides gas lights I don't believe you at all Told that I'm insane Or anger source of my pain Who, you are to blame Yes, you are to blame Always making a seen So evil and mean Then you smile in my face Yes, you smile in my face Eyes distant and far Where is your soul You look at my scars Yet you're still cold Yes, you are not bold Just do what you're told Its getting old Yes, its getting old But I'm way to old to be childish I know you can see tho I put they feet in cement And take them to Encino Tell them to jump You can call me Gambino Costa nostra mob ties While they drop like ... Please don't flake on my chips Snap you quick like Dorito I am a very big man you Are tres poquito If we were the Jacksons then You would be Tito Talking oh so reckless Please watch your ego You are the ethos of Pain power the sequel There is no equal The abuse it feels lethal Again and again Redeem all of your sins Please pray for Tito Please watch your ego